Here comes the monster again.
The one that spills me inside out.
Gut wretches as I clutch my stomach.
They need to fix me faster.
Faster, please, faster.
But I'm more afraid of them than any monster.
And so I cried
And so I cried
And so I cried
The monster that made monsters is me.
I make monsters.
My life continues onward.
There is a monster in me,
And so I am
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