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Him


He is the one that I can't escape from I have nowhere to hide to escape He sees everything that I do no matter how dark it is Nobody can hide from him, he knows all our secrets The good, the bad, he knows He punishes us we do something wrong We hate the way he makes us feel, it consumes us We can't stand to look in the mirror because he will be their judging us In the end we must accept that he is us and we are him, our conscience that never leaves
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