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Monday, June 25, 2007




Real Monster

-In a house of creatures, all unknown
-they cry and scream, wail and moan
-blood spatter on the walls
-pools of it down the halls

-If you let them, they'll eat your soul
-to tear me to shreads is their only goal
-they act nice and play awhile
-then I speak, and hate oozes like bile
-they bite and claw and tear into me
-blood drips as I try to flee

-But as soon as they've hurt me enough
-things will really start to get rough
-monsters growl
-monsters howl
-monsters all want to be
-a monster hiding in me
-soon they'll know just what they've done
-with a final blow... my turn to have fun

~Ekedo~




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