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Hell is where monsters are born

and that's where I call home,

because Hell is my home and turned

me into a monster, with blood red

lips and black, black eyes.

Hell turned me into a monster that

killed a girl, tortured her soul

then spit it back up broken and ugly.

That girl turned into a monster and

if you don't get the gist she

is me and I am her. A monster

that is no light no more, a monster

born in Hell the place I now call

HOME.

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