He fills his head with Bible quotes to silence the storm inside An empty, hollow shell he mimics in disguise You were not wanted You were unplanned You are a nothing You have no stand He bows his head and speaks in tongues to still the flames of rage the pretender, fake, the fraud hiding in plain sight You were a mistake A thirty minute accident a constant regretful memory who seeks reason to breathe from holy ghosts and devils in red ties the more you take the lesser man you are smoke and mirrors a shifting shape unseen You are a mistake You know it well A fake, a fraud, a lie. *Yes, I'm thinking of a certain someone we know.
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