Monster

November 1, 2010
By Chelsea1992 PLATINUM, Bradenton, Florida
Chelsea1992 PLATINUM, Bradenton, Florida
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Favorite Quote:
"Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all."- Emily Dickinson


Monster,
At my door
You’ve sucked the hope from veins
The passion from eyes
Took a scalpal to my heart
Hung it to your chest
As if it were yours from the start
Monster,
You’ve taken everything I had
I know this makes you glad
I can see it in your merciless soul
You life sucking troll
Monster,
You wear a clever disguise
I can’t see your face
Its covered in lies
Take your knife out of my back
Put it in my chest
Now that your assaults
Stand confessed
Monster,
Leave me with the remains
Of my heart
You can have the rest.


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