I think that I am,
An obsession forgiven,
Given for my pride,
Proud that I was once yourself,
Your self freed from what I am.
I think that I am,
An obsession forgiven,
Given for my pride,
Proud that I was once yourself,
Your self freed from what I am.
Discarded Recollections 
Like it, though I’m not certain about the punctuation…
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I’m with you, there’s a hesitation between the lines that breaks up each thought into a breath. I’m not sure if the narrator is voicing broken thoughts or not.
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