Breathe.

They all died, you know
In comfort without comfort
I was born of Kuanyin
And a tyrant

I can't sleep, you know
I can hear voices in my head
Can you not breathe?
Is it so hard for you?

I try, you know
But all my shortcomings
As flesh and blood
They are faults, not insults

I can't do this, you know
I still remember
I used to count each warm prickly kiss
I still do, but they're not yours

It's too hard, you know
They expect me to hate chocolate eyes
And bygone dictators
But blood protects you from my fury

Don't say anything
Get over it
Be strong
He's still your -

They all died
I can't sleep
I try
I can't do this
It's too hard
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Stop.

Breathe.
Just breathe.

I have had enough.

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