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i lack substance,

my body is a vessel

for something greater than us.

 

I am not evil underneath,

but maybe on the surface

since I have ripped open my stitches

to discover only mammal flesh.

 

life is dependent

on our circumstances,

if you hadn\'t said what you did,

I might have survived.

 

 

my body has surrendered,

but what is it worth?

undesirable and cut down to shreds,

just let me crawl out of it.