Monster
My Monster is fearless
Will ride all night
Shes the devil in a dress
Always picking a fight
She is misery itself
Meaningless, hurtful and shame
Money,greed and wealth
With everyone else to blame
Lying, steeling, zero compassion
Because she is always the victim
Her soul has been cashed in
This is her domain,her kingdom
Hating others because she hates her inside
Decisions shes made
Mean games shes played
Suffocating others pride
Her misery loves company, the party has just begun
She is the host
Destruction is her idea of fun
Don't get too close
She will run you over with deceit
A trait she's learned well
Swears to never retreat
As she continues to dwell
Snarling at what may be holy or pure
Turning red with steam
She is angry for sure
Please don't make her scream
She is whom I call Miss
As much as it hurts to say, I have to see her everyday
Her breath in my ear making a hot mist
All I can do is prey
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