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Clawing Flaws
Oh no, please
tell me my flaws.
Rip them from my thoughts
and throw them in my face.
Force them down my throat
and tell me I'm a disgrace.
Because I'm not yet sick of them
clawing
at the inside of my skull.
tell me my flaws.
Rip them from my thoughts
and throw them in my face.
Force them down my throat
and tell me I'm a disgrace.
Because I'm not yet sick of them
clawing
at the inside of my skull.
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