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I was broken when you found me.

You put the pieces back together,

only to shatter my soul into unrecognizable fragments...

Rebuilding me from shards of glass,

Stretching living skin over the fragile frame.

Undone, unfinished, bereft of true Life,

each breath burns,

the pulse of blood behind a bruise that used to be my heart...

Twisted and deformed,

the face in the mirror is no longer recognizable as my own.

The whole is never truly equal to the sum of its parts,

and I live a life that is not Life.

Congratulations, Doctor Frankenstein,

for making me your monster.