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END OF MY ROPE

I am an embryo i have no culture
I am the surface where the skin gets ruptured
I am raw deals , broken seals , and blood loss
I am lightheaded on your sun bleached mountaintop
I am a duplicate your exact match
I am an irritating skin rash
I am so boring i ignore myself
I don't want it but ill take it you got some

disgrace my name and replace it with numbers
waiting in line is your next victim
there's something in my head that cannot be fixed
i keep you here because you've learned all my tricks
this is my last attempt at reasoning with you
this is my last attempt at reaching you
this is my last time no more ultimatums
i feel your sunshine my skin is burning

I am ashamed of the mark that I have made
I'd wash you clean but your permanent
your ideas don't mean anything here
human surplus scraped and abandoned
I cant leave you here without any hope
you know I love you but I'm at the end of my rope

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