The Monster Poem by Erica Santana
The Monster
The thing is called jealousy though I thought I never had it
Of course he can't save me this time because he is the cause of it
Jealousy consumes me more each time
My hero is long gone
It's only me and the monster inside of me
Sunday, April 25, 2010
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