I am a murderer 

I am a murderer.

Not with a gun,

Nor knife or poison.

But with words,

And lies I have woven.

I have murdered.

Not with rope,

Nor razor or electricity.

But with words, 

And lies I have woven.

I have murdered.

I murder the real me,

Everyday.

I smother the real me,

Everyday.

The real me – no one knows,

I have murdered my real self.

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