I hate myself and who I've become. I wonder if I'll ever find the means, or strength to change again. Sometimes I wonder if I ever even changed at all, if I was always this way, this person, this foul thing, only I never peered into the mirror close enough to see behind the eyes and breach the water's surface. I find it hard to fathom that I
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