M O N S T E R

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My mind is where I'm trapped

On the mirrored side of one-way glass

No one helps, they only point and laugh

Soon maybe I'll starve to death

Then I'd be free

Every day I feel the end getting closer til

Reality kicks back in//

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8.26.14

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