Monster

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You cannot take credit for what I've become
I will not let you

My edges are rough
And broken

But it's mine
All mine

And now
after I waited so long
You think you can claimed what you've missed

But even though I may be a monster
This monster
Made something out of nothing
Which is more than you can say

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