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I feel like (in my opinion) self hatred is created in childhood/adolescent years. We weren't born into this world hating ourselves
Even knowing the cause brings no solution. It gets so ingrained in us it colors our very being
Guess the only answer is to break the handcuffs of the past
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I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning, I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing
Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand
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