The Monster Im Made


Piece by piece I keep forgetting why the human experience is so great, but I remember I used to not think this way.....


(If you can read it, you most likely have an "M" too)


When                                                                                           nothing

there is no                                                                              alone, and

more pity and                                                                     there is only

the tears are gone,                                                      becomes boring,

only anger remains but                                          Hate    within   self

then comes          realization                       not sitting   or    standing.

of what  that                          will do. So one              becomes  silent,


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