Monsters are not just born,
They are slowly formed,
From the thoughts that are torn,
And the memories that are scorned,
They know the fear in you eyes,
They have been hardened by the mis-leading lies,
And their hopes have completely died,
Under the silent screaming cries,
Now with fire in their eyes and ice in their veins,
And their broken souls that are chained,
They are going to rise to reign,
And become the definition of pain,
They're going to set the world aflame,
And smile because this was their aim,
They're going to laugh as we cry in pain,
Cause we're the ones who started this game.
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PoetryHi! This is just a bunch of poetry and some small writings that I have been doing in my free time. It's not much but I hope you like and appreciate it. I'll keep adding more as I write them. Thanks.
