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Oct 2013
I made it through another day
in my freezing room
on scraps and pieces left behind.

The utter reality of my heartbeat
is the only thing that assures me
I'm actually a part of this world.

You ask me what my monster is,
well silly you,
my monster is myself.

And here I am
left wandering in my own world
full of pain and nostalgia.
Sophia
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Sophia  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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