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Negativity overpowers, every feeling that manifests itself, without one's own doing, it runs rampant. Others, no doubt, smiling from a once-far flame put out. Wouldn't have it any other way— bones break, guilt, shame, false hate... I cannot do this any longer. You win! Thank you for all that you've shown me. I'll change for the worst. I should have never risen against you. So mold me anew... Tie my hands and feet, then I shall fit in, grasping at material to fill my needs, as if 'stuff' actually matters! "Kill yourself already, you want darkness?'' The devil speaks. No such savior, I am no form, I have no language, endure your given heartbeat. Can you not see I try... I know. My own disaster. One's chance at life! Can I walk in your steps? ...Please