It drags it's teeth across my chest
to taste my beating heart,
It's fingers claw my skin; tries to
tear it's way in.
I feel it deep within,
It's just beneath my skin;
I know I am the answer,
I feel like a monster.
I kept it caged, but now it seems
he set it running free,
Screaming in the dark, I'll howl
when we're apart;
I hear it now, my loud, beating heart.
I hate what I've become,
The nightmare's just begun.
I know now, that I
have become a monster.
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I've always wanted to do that! : P
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