Monster Pt. 2
It tries to let out
A growl.
I swallow hard
Pushing it to the depths
Of my being.
Quiet!
I say.
But I feel the monster
In my veins.
I feel it in my blood
Making it
Thicker.
Denser.
Angrier.
I see how everyone
Looks at her
With such
Awe.
I hate myself for being
Entranced as well.
I see how he looks
At her.
His eyes sparked with...
Curiosity.
The monster roars
With RAGE.
And I?
What do I do?
I do the most
Shameful
Possible
Thing.
I
Walk
Away...
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