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My stomach empties itself once again onto the beige carpeting. I can feel my body begin to tremble.
Look at how you made me.
Made me become something I'd never dreamed of being.
I am a monster,
I prowl at night for innocent people to torment and beat down
I long for the feeling of your warm hands against my cold skin

I miss your presence
Even though it wasn't so great in the first place

I wipe my lips, and slowly get up from the floor.
I stumble around,
Trying to find a place that I can be safe.

Such a place does not exist
~•.J.L.•~

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