What is this beast that has confronted me?
It stares blankly into the depths of my soul,
As if trying to become me.
Lifeless are its eyes,
But when gazing hard enough,
I see a creature who's pained and broken beyond repair.
And then I fall to my knees weeping,
For I realize, I am the beast.
 
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