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Me, Myself, and I,
Were all safe in my head,
When myself,
Felt selfish.
Myself wouldn't stop talking,
So I tried to talk over him.
Before I knew,
What to think,
Myself and I were arguing.
And then me,
Wanted a turn.
Me, Myself, and I,
Were arguing,
Me wanted happiness,
Myself wanted alone time,
I wanted to scream.
Myself packed up,
and went away,
I left far from home,
And when all the voices left,
There was me.

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