MonologueA Poem by LanaA lot of my life is an inner monologue I talk to myself about myself One time I even looked at myself in the mirror Monologuing about the monster knocking on my door And how I massacred it with a sword Sometimes I share my inner monologue To an online army of bots And one time I even got a response It wasn't the one I was looking for But it felt like a tennis ball Heading on this side of the court Boy did I feel joy Until I went back to the mirror And monologued about the monster knocking on my door And how I massacred it with a sword
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