I know i should stop but why?
its my body
my life
my pain
my stress
my experiences
my way of dealing
IT'S ALL MINE...
No one know what it is what all of MINE is
they can tell me what to do
but they cant force me to do it
they can lecture me
but doesn't mean i'm listening
yes i may take it in consideration
but thats it
(still continues)
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