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Dreadful Damage

Who am I?
What have I become?
Bursting with lies.
No more damage to be done.
Eyes red of hatred.
Yet they bleed poisoned tears...
Of all the dreadful sorrow...
I've gained through these past years.
To clothe me with disguise...
Drunken me with lies.
The only way you'll know me,
Is if you look into my eyes...
Written by bro (brookethewerewolf)
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