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The Beast

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I've given up
The beast has won
No longer will I fight it
I've fought to long
There is no end
No where has it got me

Why fight the beast
It's always here
Waiting to knock me back
I've pushed, pulled and ran
Still no freedom from the beast

I've worked through problems
Yet the beast returns
My fight is all drained out
I've taken lots of risks
Each one to blow up in my face

Why fight the beast
Seems my only friend
At least I know its intentions
No more fighting
Only silence from the world
 
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