When you reach the inadequacy,
you shall feel humility.
So unthinkable.
The phantoms of my past haunting me,
will I ever learn to differ,
madness from insanity.
For I cannot see or hear,
cannot comprehend.
Sowing my conscience back together.
Which piece fits where,
an abomination I never want to become.
Selite:
oletus
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