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Aug 2015
Beating down to my core

eating me alive

eating away my pride

your words are like daggers

killing me inside

you tell me i am weird

that i am just another loser in the machine called life

the machine called life

they mold me like clay

to make a good human out of me

but everyone knows

humans are monsters
monsters are humans

Those stories about monsters and demons

we are all combined

we are the monsters of the world
we are the demons of life
Written by
book mania  England
(England)   
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   Leyla Jude
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