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I'm not the me I used to be;
I left that man for dead
a little past the time we parted ways
so bitterly.
I thought that it was you who was to blame;
encased in pain I failed to see
that the root of my hell
was really me.
I should cry and even bleed
for the pain I caused you and me,
but my humanity lies dead
somewhere in right field.
There the damage was inflicted
and my soul afflicted;
by my choice against my heart a
and for this inhumanity.
Why did I that day decide to die?
I did not bleed from a man-made gash
as a true man should,
but instead I said
"A monster cannot suffer a human wound."

-This me is my fault; that it has hurt you, I regret with my all

"You have lied to me, my dear Morpheous, and I have ended our little game; I wonder if I fear the truth more than your lies?"

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