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I used to handicap me, deliberately.
I used to inhibit me, intentionally.
But now it happens to me, accidentally.
I used to shake thru the night, in imagined fright,
I used to run from bad dreams, hypothetically.
But now they come to me, in reality.
We create, time dictates we turn upon ourselves.
First we break, compensate then repeat until the end, of time.
I used to punish myself, and everyone else.
I always planned to reverse, this embraced curse.
Now it overtakes me, independently.
We can't change what remains just embrace what was salvaged.
First reject then accept, mourn the loss of when wanted, more.
I used to want everything, regrettably.
I used to hold out for more, lamentably.
Now nothing satisfies me, effortlessly.
We found out what worked out, abolish everything
we don't love, begrudge, snub, forget and then turn a gouged eye.
Don't trust what you love!
You've been wrong before.
Stay strong! Forge on!