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I am unlike you all.

Your pulsating skin,

Soft and warm beneath my greedy touch.

I feel your heart beat,

A triumph of your power over me,

As you were born from flesh,

I was born from suffering.

With great suffering comes no shame,

And with endless sorrow comes no understanding.

Like a sharp double sided knife,

The melancholy slices through life,

Rotting away at the seems of your memories,

Does the burn of the blade leave scars?

You pray it won't,

As it would taint your human beauty.

But God does not answer to such selfish desires,

Would he answer to mine?

I don't dare to pray in the name of someone so great,

'Undeserving' is kind,

A dirty scum like me shouldn't dance in the holy light.

A life unlike yours,

I'm at a loss of what I am,

But I know that I am not human.