MonstersA Poem by louanimalpretty morbid.
the lair of its appetizing control.
control is what ocillates back and forth flaunting facades of total dominance and safety that tear and swallow me whole.
whole pieces of a disapearing life disapear into the depths of dungeons, imprisoned in this battle of sickness. © 2012 louanimalAuthor's Note
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AuthorlouanimalScranton, PAAboutI am a very science and math based individual; however, i have been writing since I can remember. I do not share my writing many people so this is all sort of new to me. And I'm on way to becoming a d.. more..Writing
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