You're Already A Monster Since You're Born

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My lonely fellow, how are you today?
You look so unhappy and not okay
Would you like me to leave and go away?
You should think about it and start to pray

Don't fool me with that false smile on your face,
A mask that one can easily erase
With heartaches, you walked in a slowly pace
While bringing an old rusty iron mace

Where are you going, my poor lonely friend?
You still have some time in this place to spend
Why will you make someone's life to an end?
While smiling in a creepy grotesque bend

Why are you doing this pointless vengeance?
You should accept one's foolish ignorance
Why punish her into a deadly trance?
You should give that woman a second chance

What will you do after all this madness?
You'll become a monster of loneliness
Will it take away the pain and sadness?
Consumed by the shadows, loosing happiness

You're already a monster since you're born
Get a mirror, look at that ugly scorn
You're dreadful with that mask that you had worn
Peel off that facial skin that you had torn

A slit on the grin opened as you sung
Your sharp teeth appeared with long pointed tongue
Two other tongues came out from your ears flung
Black fluid from your orifices hung

My poor friend, what is happening to you?
Well, is there anything that I can do?
Worry not, I'll be here to comfort you
Remember, you're a monster and it's true

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