Monster at Heart
You. Demon.
Wrenched my soul with your filthy hands.
My love for you clearly not enough.
I broke as you walked out the door with that...
reprobate.
You. Ungrateful.
My pockets empty from the countless gifts I
brought to you.
Rejection my gift in return.
I kept quiet, not to upset.
You. Non-human.
Your eyes sparkling with malice.
Hatred.
Never have I seen someone act so much as an
angel yet truly they are...a monster.
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