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I DIDNT ASK FOR THIS



Painful to the touch. Too rough to comfort such. For the monsters break through my core, As their egos score.

Broken apart, Torn through the heart. For I’m left exposed My feelings left unclosed.

With each passing season, The monsters return without reason. I fear, I cower, I let my emotions shower.

SEQUEL - @rhetoricsandphonetics

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