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The Monster

Who Am I? How did I get here? The Monster FEBRUARY 5 He destroyed her He killed all that was good Burnt her hopes and dreams Took her broken heart and stomped on it He raped her soul and filled it with hate He took away her reason He stole her joy He trashed the sweet and innocent He broke her heart and killed her passion She no longer is what she once was She has fractured She has gone He awakened Psycho She no longer is afriad and is now dangerous She is torn between hell and non-existence Wounded and trapped She wants to leave this Tortured world behind WHY? He was only joking Chasing his thrill After everything she did After everything she endured He had one last joke: He never really wanted her at all. Behold the monster, His creation

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Book: Shattered Sighs