I'll tear me down, 

Expose, then kick sense, kick shame, kick hurt into a broken body 

Raindrops on the petals of a delicate rose 

Bring growth of thorns and beauty

I'll erase all the pages of what was pathetic and dumb

Throw the fairytales away and stare hard

into the eyes looking back at me, reflected

accusing of false dreams and lies yet to be untold 

Judging scars and dark circles and lanky hair with a smile 

Is a half person no story can tell

So burn the branches i grew, I cant reach when my roots lie this deep

In dead infertile soil, scattered with ash of loved and lost

Hiding deep the secrets of a non-identity 

An unknown that was torn down with the wreckage,

too weak.             

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