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Chapter One If you would be so kind As to follow me through A series of passages and scenes And letters that were written for you about People who who are just as messed up as me Take a look with me now to scene one As the battle has already begun A war fought by her psyche Against the machine beating in her chest Please don’t mind the blood on her shirt, It’s only a sign that she seems to not have gotten enough rest last night because last night was a battle too, Fought and won But by 1am tonight she was back at it again all too soon If we take a look at the inside of her brain we see demons that used to hide deep in her locker Like the problematic memories she thought she tucked far enough away that she wouldn’t have to remember them anymore, because for her the problem wasn’t forgetting, the problem was remembering And every bottle aimed for her head was another memory that she wishes she could forget but now, the demons aren’t hiding ...