Monster
Put it against it's head
make it bleed crimson red
have it regret every day
that it continued to make it rain
it's despicable
it's spineless, barely able
to stand and breathe in this world,
why let it harm another girl?
Do it before you realize
it may traumatize
you once again,
it brings pain,
make it flee...
I just hope you don't realize that it's me
Copyright © Andrew Henry | Year Posted 2011
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