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Who am I?

My never ending search for humanity

The pain helps, sometimes. It tells me the truth, the fragile claim that I'm still human. The thought that I, this bag of meat and bones, am still important, that I'm someone. Rage and the burning fire of hate, keep my fading flame live. The love and the...

This piece contains mature themes and strong language. By choosing to view this selection in its entirety, you agree that you are 18 or older and do not object to such content.----------------------There it began, the day I was conceived.It was bloody and...