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Elevated at my sickness

Raised to a pedestal of pain

Glorified in misery

It is me. Not the world at fault

Forced entry into my soul

and they found nothing at all

enshrined my faults

bowed down for weakness

sanctified in hate

of wrath ever present

desolation

misery

Abhorrence

isolation

cold

inferior

Nothing left at all!

The void has become me!