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I am a contradiction in a body.
Limbs askew and organs flip flopped,
With a saint in the mirror,
Devil in the rear view.
I am nothing I want to be,
And everything I have always been.
Scream for me as I walk away,
And I'll return it with a glance.
(my eyes will be burned in your mind for good)
- everything I am, and then some

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