Monster

January 22, 2016

Control me see what happens

I’m a monster, growing rapid

Chaos is my forte

Destructing everything in my path.

Tearing myself in half.

Nothing is safe.

If it exists

It is bound to cause me pain

So I destroy it.

Kill it before it kills me.

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