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Do not assuage me,

Or try to set me free;

Is it so hard to see?

I'm meant to decimate

And it will be my own doing.

Neglect my crying,

Or the fact that I'm dying;

Lunacy makes me delusional,

They say I'm flawed

And completely inscrutable.

My scars aren't pretty;

One look at them,

And I feel petty.

So,it doesn't get better;

Just leave me alone

To be bitter.

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[A/N:Vote,comment and share if you liked it.I'm mostly going to write poetry,I just feel it is easier that way.Have a good day everyone:)]