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Ms. Doctor Frankenstein - 5/21/12


                When I search deep within myself for all that is wrong, the epicenter of my pain and rage, you are the only thing to be found. My very existence manned…scarred because of what you did to me.
 
                A reality fueled by false hope, a dream that could never be, I was a fool to conjure such a wicked demon within my mind for it played a sweet melody upon my heartstrings controlling me every which way. I dance around this matter like a broke record unable to move on and end the song but I promise you the end will come, the song will finish and it will be beautiful… painting a portrait in your blood of misconceived innocence.
 
                You are the dividing line of my soul, I love you and I hate you. I hate you because you because you abandon me with your betrayal, took advantage of my mercy and struck me when I was down. I love you because of who you are, what we share as well as have in common.
 
                You make me the man either good or evil it is of your desire but as my make know you will die by my hands…the hands of the monster. 

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