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Confront a new reflection

Staring back unknown and bloody

Could this be some fucked up illusion

Starting to think that this nightmare isn’t a dream at all

Arms cut off

Waving in the distance

All facial features have been removed

Screams of pain

A gargle with no tongue

I’m no longer a man

I wish to kill myself

Piece by piece

My body confetti's the room

Stitches hold the center

From spilling out

Left with one eye

No eyelid to black it out

Left wobbling all around

Taken apart

Disfigured

Just a lump of flesh sewn together

Every day the stump cuts closer

Waiting for the end

The final chop