Punishment and Consequences
I'm the kind of person
That will hold a grudge
Against myself
On behalf of others
That hold no grudge against me
Living in a constant state
Of self-imposed punishment
It's no wonder I'm so tired
So tired
So broken
I've chipped away too often
Hoping I still had time
So long as the chips were small
And yet, here I am
With nothing left
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