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gawk
find me in my wasteland
looking awkward and depraved
beautiful light shining so darkly
hateful being of envy looking at everything shiny
gawking at what I want
I crave a pureness of soul
it will never be mine
I'm not blind
it takes an innocence I don't have
corrupted thoughts don't lie
my senses aroused by horror
turn a trick over in my mind
finding fascination in the damned
I wish I was beautiful
I'm not
I hurt
on the inside I hunt
I scour for truth with blood on my hands
scribbling blasphemies while I pray
i'm down on my knees asking forgiveness
while my demons prophesy my torture
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