Monster
For all that are locked in my head,
The cryptic messages that I am given.
They do not break me, they strengthen me.
I thought they were my enemies while all along they were my friends.
I just want them gone but to live on.
To coexist with them, to live as one.
No longer to battle against each other,
But to exist together.
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