In a way, I do feel a pang in my chest when the careless words fall out of your mouth. We're half-joking, but half-serious. And the hurt I feel, even ever so slight, makes me want to hurt you, too.
We're monsters, aren't we?
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PoetryMy soul within rages like a sea--it crashes against this world like the waves ravage the shoreline.
we're monsters
In a way, I do feel a pang in my chest when the careless words fall out of your mouth. We're half-joking, but half-serious. And the hurt I feel, even ever so slight, makes me want to hurt you, too.
We're monsters, aren't we?