I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes, because I had a nightmare of a monster in disguise. He was ruthless and cruel, and thought only of himself. He was driven by desires of his own selfish wealth. A heartless beast, he was cold as steel, Compassion and love he could not feel. The worse thing about him was the evil within; This horrible monster has soft human skin. Then I began to realize, or so it seemed to be, That this particular monster was living in me. And he used me to hurt the ones I loved most, He was My Monster, I was His Host. Copyright ©2004 Brian MackesBirth sign: Aquarius
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