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The monster

by zack-witzig

Just let me die oh please let me die for I have done upon you what I fear has made you into the monster that I wanted but never got and with this new side that he so luckily may have I am sorry for the fallices that I spoke around those naive and deceptive ears I feel the shame come across my face I feel the rush of sorrow overtake my body and as it at it tipping point of the battle that wages along ridges of my brain that sorrow wins and the monster I so dearly loved is finally by my side so why is my hand unable to hold you gripped to be mine
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Feb 4, 2016
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