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Who is the monster that blocks out the light? The invader, the enemy - the gruesome, loathsome blight? It treads the dark side without concern or care. For vindication it burns, no respect for what is fair. Caring not whose path it tramples; leaving behind a trail of horror. This evil, cursed, unholy beast lacks a true sense of honour. To show its triumph by extinguishing pure, honest feeling. Who wins by deceit and betrayal leaving all in its wake reeling. Then... in the mirror I turn and see its wretched face staring back at me...
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Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 11:32 AM UTC
Who is the Monster?
Who is the monster that blocks out the light? The invader, the enemy - the gruesome, loathsome blight? It treads the dark side without concern or care. For vindication it burns, no respect for what is fair. Caring not whose path it tramples; leaving behind a trail of horror. This evil, cursed, unholy beast lacks a true sense of honour. To show its triumph by extinguishing pure, honest feeling. Who wins by deceit and betrayal leaving all in its wake reeling. Then... in the mirror I turn and see its wretched face staring back at me...
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Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 11:32 AM UTC
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