Monster Poem by Vester Crowley Ix

Monster



Now it followed me for a year
I saw the being clear
What followed me was fear
Its face was leer
The pain was sear
I was cornered to a rear
To it I was mere
Death was drawing near
The monster's sneer
Was coming near
Blackness, my sight's smear
Now there is no fear
No more to cry a tear

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