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self imprisonment
unknown

everyone is dead or diseased
 1
such that i am now alone
 2
but not immune
 3
and if that is not enough to bear
 4
this mirror insults me
 5
every morning
 6
and never lies or forgives
 7
but i was never on good terms
 8
with the truth
 9
and the truth is
 10
my skin is paper
 11
filled with lines
 12
that imprison me
 13
to the end.
 14

31 Dec 17

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