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Not worthy

Why do i fall,
Every time?
I tell myself.
I'm done.
No more.
But when the opportunity comes.
I prove i am not worthy.
I fall.
I break.
I melt,
Into capable hands,
That carfully mold me.
Into who theu want me to be.
Who they need me to be.
Someone im not.





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