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Monster
(Written On 6~1~04)
She slither's through another drunken town,
High with it's delusional fantasies of peace.
Every mirror crumbles broken,
Every rebel's eyes gleam with death's disease.
She stills the beating of her ruby red desire,
Keeping her secret buried deep, hidden heavily within.
Differences still ancient evils,
Differences become smothering inner sin.
She listens for an answer as her tears cascade like rain,
Pool water tinted pink from whom will never be the same.
Blood drips from bloody, broken fingertips,
Eyes glazed over in silent pain.
Haunted by the monster who would never give a name.
She slither's through another drunken town,
In search of an easy slay.
On a moon-ridden bed of roses,
A monster awaits her newest prey.
I really like this poem, it's dark and written well. It's rather lovely.