I can't look at myself in the mirror
I stare and I'm met with an evil grin
He's stripped me of empathy and care
He feeds my vices and bad habits
Slowly withering away at the seams of my integrity
Words fall out of my mouth like sharpened razor blades
Slowly slicing the skin of those in my path
Who knew words could be so pernicious
Who knew words could be so destructive
The shade of my character haunts me like an unfamiliar shadow
The shade grows colder with every victim of my self-sabotage
I try to avoid mirrors now
I don't like seeing what I've become
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