Monster 2.0A Poem by ashleydawn
Slowly I can see you changing
New words being fed through your brain To make you believe they're yours But I've heard them before From another tongue A monstrous one Whom I ran away from Apparently it's just a spirit Who's going to follow me 'til the death You're transforming Molding into her... and here I thought You were different.
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Added on November 18, 2010 Last Updated on November 18, 2010 |