My Monster Found Me
He no longer will stay quiet...
he's likely to cause a riot,
to destroy what I've made,
this is no trade,
it's stealing...
and yet, it feels like he's healing
me...
maybe I'm meant to be
alone...
he's gone and destroyed my phone,
my tv,
and most of my technology,
and now all that's left is
this...
and soon this shall be gone too,
so, if you can, find me soon,
or I may gone...
he is me and I am him, we share a body, skin and bone...
his name is Craig,
and now my world is vague,
he does all he can to destroy...
My world is gone, so is the joy,
I will soon be no more...
goodbye all for I have become as dead as the door
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