Who would know?
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Do you think you know me?
Does my mom know me?
Do my friends know me?
Who can know me when I don't even know myself.
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Monsters live in every corner, crack , and crevice. Monsters that ooze images of awful things, shoving terrible thoughts into my head.
My mind a never ending slideshow of complete horror.
Playing off harsh words as jokes is just me saving the pain for later then allowing it to attack me into the late hours of night.
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