unknow

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sometimes i feel like losing control, can't recognize myself anymore. A stranger, caught in memories so long. It's like my place to stay's been set in stone. I'm chained to, this place by, a demon pulling far from the inside. Life's about to change, it's not you, human. I gotta shake the shackles when the day breaks. I never asked for any of this.

i don't want 

too look back (bad)

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