A Moonlit Night
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This is a poem I had to do it 2014 for 12th grade Honors American Literature. I wrote it as a "Edgar Alan Poe" styled poem. The monster in the poem represents a woman; or a significant other pulling the narrator in; seducing him, then hurting him (emotionally assumably), then begging for forgiveness when the narrator tries to escape the relationship. The narrator, of course, once again returns to her and lets her back in; unable to abandon his "love"... (I hope that made sense)
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