The New Me

July 12, 2010
The monster covered up me,
A blanket of fun times,
He holds my hand,
And whispers,
"Don't look back."
I follow him into the darkness,
Because he was there,
When I was all alone.
And when I didnt know what to say,
He spoke for me.
When I was broken,
He gave me all I need.
The monster loves me for me.

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