Monotones
I do not know exactly
where I should begin with;
I am fed up with myself,
I fucking destroy everything built.
Should I start, though a bit late,
with the precise instant
at which I let you escape?
Should I continue with that bullshit
of naughty pride and nothingness
everyone has heard of?
Should I put an end
to that infinite loop
of fake empathy and self love preached?
Neverending insensitive prose,
incesant "I's" pointing at my nose.
Honestly unsure about going on,
self pity does not work any longer.
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