There is a Beast in my house
who makes the wood creak
to errupt the sound of a mouse
he makes the doors squeak
The Beast lives beneath our floors
and within all our walls
so that you can hear his roar
whenever he calls
The Beast hates the smell
of mum's nightly food
The Beast once took a large knife
and in the doorframe he stood
Making mum's lips quiver of fright
and seeing her hit the floor
my Beast of a father was my last memory
as I ran out of the front door
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2019-11-06
I find poems everywhere. And yes. I wrote it during exams. Again.
- Dominic
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Poetry[COMPLETED] These are all my own original poems that I have written. You will often find a small message on the last part of the poem where I explain some things about the poem These aren't just lovey dovey sad poems, there is a large variety of poe...
