The scornful face of saturation, scorn, and heartless compassion.

A fully synthetic being functioning solely on a drive for acceptance, appeal, absence of thought, corrupting all I hold dear.

A sharp drive through the heart of my conviction, my heartfelt compassion.
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Pull this rusty blade, place it in the ground, buried next to my fallen hopes.

Level my utopia, flood this perfect world with cover-up and hairspray, diet pills and vomit.

Starve my siblings.

Turn my child against herself.

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