Maybe Im God
Im not is psychosis, no longer insane yet i still cant help the thought-though i know its inane it hums and scratches and breaks and claws a shadowy slick that covers my paws not god nor dog nor devil-just me a human that craves an ending thats free guilt swallows me whole for those whove been hurt but they hurt me too so i return their dirt its not my fault but it is but its theirs they wouldnt be here if they taught us without fears they arent good at parenting theyll never be heros theyll never be tens but i cant say theyre zeros. i hurt its me its them its God what Id give to be another dumb dog at least then id have an excuse for the idiocracy that follows this social recluse
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