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Apr 2019
You fight tooth and nail
Until you're sitting on a throne,
On top of a monarchy.
Not only will Society fear you.
Society will surround you,
It suffocate you
And it will tear you apart.
Until finally,
You're a shattered soul beneath a crown,
Nothing but the luxuries you
****** yourself for.
It is the loneliest on the throne
Madison
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Madison  17/F/Somewhere I dont wanna be
(17/F/Somewhere I dont wanna be)   
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