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On the tombstone of my mind
I find them. Engraved in
Gray matter. These things
Never leave me. A new
One is added every now
And then but the old ones
Never fade. If anything they
Become deeper rooted like
A weed you can never truly
Pull. I try to forget they’re
There but the world provides
Plenty of painful reminders of
How I’m supposed to be. I’ve
Become a master of hiding
Them from those I love.
Though some demons don’t rest
Easy or don’t rest at all.
Feels like they’re trying to
Claw out of my chest and
Bust into where all can see.
On the tombstone of my mind
I mark my character flaws.