Long the paths i walk..
for im the only one who can bare it..
the storms are endless..
so much..
that my path gets flooded..
and becomes un-clear..
i have no need of a reflection..
because i know what i look like..
have no other..
its just me..
always just been me..
and everywhere i roam..
death seems to follow..
no matter the love..
hate..
joy i hold within my chest..
its still the same s**t..
just a different day.
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