I lie, naked, cast aside in the shadows,
My flesh, bare, crumbles among the carcasses of half-dying thoughts.
I stare upon myself—
Is this truly I,
This forsaken creature,
Smiling with bitter contentment at my eternal decay?
Is this endless humiliation
Truly the flame of my soul burning within my skin?
Who was it that shaped me?
And who, so merciless, invited me to...
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