Monster

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 -Monster- [To: the one who told me his tale.]

Monsters were never something you gave me.

No darling, you are too good to breed it.

It was I who gave it birth.

It was I who nurtured it first.

Thinking, not every bad is evil.

Now it has conquered my soul,

It has become me

And I have been lost

Of existence,

Of control.

It is I who brought this on me.

Darling, you should move on.


I am just a monster

I created.

-sk

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