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The Monster

For Claire Christine | 10.3.211 From Mommy They say that I'm a monster- A Hellish sort of thing. They claim that I am evil- that pain's the only thing I bring. They tell that I can't be fixed- no matter how I try. But what the world does fail to see- is that these are simply lies. I'll tell you what is true, however- I'll share what few do know. I have a Monster deep within she lives inside my bones." A Monster that will go to war- with teeth and claws ablaze. Would do anything for her babies- blood and sweat drip from her face. Shed face the darkest demons- put the Devil in his place. Would dive in a lake of fire- with a smile upon her face. They say that she's a danger for all the Hell that she has raised. And if you hurt her children- then absolutely be afraid. Shed break the bones of enemies- no matter what it cost her. If you wrong or hurt my babies- I'll gladly introduce my Monster.

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