Undone
I never thought I was the one. To get it done, I got undone. An unimaginable touch - Unknowingly, I knew too much. I have unmasked uneasy news - The underbelly of untruth. I was misjudged, misunderstood, Misled, mistaken, misconstrued. Misclassified as misbehaved, Misplaced, then found. Never saved. Mislabeled miscreant in mist, Not missed by most, to say the least. Devoid of death, deprived of drive Demanding depth, I took a dive. Derailed, destined for delay, I hunted demons, falling prey. Deceitfully, to my defeat, I self devoured, starved to eat. Desiring desperately to fight, I have defined, what once defied. Perhaps, I should be on the run To get undone, what got me done?
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