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Monster

October 26, 2012
By Mrs.Robles BRONZE, Amsterdam, New York
Mrs.Robles BRONZE, Amsterdam, New York
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i pick up the hungry Blade
and feed It what It craves for
Crimson, Red, Dripping.
i feed that Cold Object
until It is satisfied.
the more i feed It
the higher i feel.
when i crash down
me and the Blade want more
knowing i'd be risking everything
i ignore the yelling Metal
for as long as i possibly can
until i can't bare to hear anymore
and give It what We both want.
on this high i can't feed myself
all i want to do is feed the Monster
on my nightstand.
even when i'm happy
i can't help but dance
with Fate...



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