Monster

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The monster is coming
His entrance will be heard by no other
Just me
Feeling his grasp take over my body
Turning my veins cold
The monster is coming
Turning my mind dark as if nothing good could ever again penetrate
Making who I was a distant memory
And who I am now here to stay
The monster is coming
And will never be forgotten





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