I'm me, with abounding flaws.
A beast with with no trick weaponed blood-borne for strength.
As pints of blood drastically drizzled down my veins.
Intensely exposed me to the slightest cold, like whales grieved heavily.
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As tares sprouted and produce with wheats.
Whilst difficult to pick and ascertain.
My hearts juxtaposed with hatred and entreats without love.
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Vulnerable witless with my thought thinking thoroughly over and over again alone.
My emotions and woebegone striving from the depths of my wails and shackled away.
