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Eat away my self and fill the gaps with a suitable lie, weaving a creation that has no personality except the remnants of yours you wish to preserve. That’s all that’s important now.

Choose your victims’ order so the weaker watches their protector fall and leaves them alone, their only option to self-destruct and hope they take you with them.

Recur my life in a nightmare and shock those around at its truth. Erase feelings to stave off concern but crumble as the past returns, forcing me to admit I am not okay.

Expose your insecurities by attacking another, accuse of deception to hide your own doubt of who you are and whether you’ve been lying all along. Fear is your only friend now.

Cut away the old and frayed, split with experience but condemned as weak, infecting the healthy, strong and new who have already arrived to replace your wisdom.

Small young life cold and gone, leaving a shell no one wants to acknowledge due to the possibilities it presents for our own demise. Already we experienced more and were not safe from the fate you found. It will end, and people will pass by and forget.

Wake to time that seems vast, full of potential, but complete familiar movements and watch it disappear, just the way it usually does when you rush and struggle to fit all in. Which way is better in the end?

Good intentions causing harm, undermining a chance and sidelining potential growth, yet the sincere wish to help makes you smile and express thanks while you sink back into the shadows.

Sky’s wash soaks your protection and drips away impurities, leaving behind a fresh start but a cold heart.

Provoke the presentation to increase stress and resentment, slash and pile until all is buried and you stand on top of a fallen empire, wondering where it all went wrong.