i wonder what they say a year from now.. do they still say "don't be me."?

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i hate being a monster scraping his claws across his face.

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there is no rhynme nor nreason for me to explain myself, but i feel the need to anyways... a weakness that prevails or an obvious discrepancy?

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i have nevery died or you'd be reading about something else other than this asshole's description of a lack therof.

i have nveryu dided or you'd be reading about this asssholes descriptioj of a lack thereof.

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i'm sorry

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that i'm better than you.

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in every way.

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a poem(a requiem?) about 3 things that will never be.

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i long ago encountered the attention brought by those who count the dust.

i am a dust machine.

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there is no me being you. why do i crave these dreams? i had them before you.... why do i lose them after you?

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it hurts. i hate that it hurts. i never hated this much before. that isn't a sign. its a lie. question my input processing.

it wasn't hate at all.

it was incompatibility.

who instilled a label of hate on incompatibility?

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must have been a parasite. i am too accessible. so weak as to be weakenable.

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you wake up to find you are what you thought whoops time to goto bed.