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Sep 2017
There's a monster in my head
It tells me to stop trying
But I don't want to give up
I've done too much to break away

I'm better now although the monster says I am not
How could I believe something so lame and weak
Imagine someone on their deathbed
That's how weak the monster appears

He's weak
Yet I believe him when he says I'm broken
Maybe he is right
Ambrelle
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Ambrelle  19/F
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