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Beast I Know
I fell for the monster under my bed He promised things I've never had Opened my eyes to a future I've never even dreamed of. I fell for the monster under my bed, He smiled and held my hand. Through the good and bad. So mesmerized was I, So in love, I did not see the danger ahead. He clasped my heart, Encapsulated my whole world. When his teeth glinted in the night, I saw a glorious smile filled with love. When his fingers squeezed too tight, I imagined it was his desperation to hold me. I fell for the monster under my bed, And not for a single moment, Did I wonder why I called him Monster. Until one night I awoke, To find him standing over me. The sting of the moonlight Illuminated him in a new right. His teeth shined angrily, A hungry sneer cursed his lips. His hands reached for me, Nails sharp and deadly. His eyes possessed my answer, And for the first time, I knew why my heart ached to escape. I fell for the monster under my bed, He promised me things I'd never had. But that's why I call him monster. Because of his empty promises unfulfilled By his empty heart.
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