Feeling Like A Monster | Poem

Feeling like a monster,

Sinning, not humane,

Kill them all!

Kill them all!

My slogan,

Deathra, what have you made me?

Seeds of rebellion,

Seeds of destruction,

Seeds of love,

Seeds of self-harm,

Mine to you, Deathra.

You, the mother of numb,

Me, the father of motion,

You, my mistress of comfort,

Me, the master of deprivation,

What have you made me, Deathra?

Liebe fears me more,

She needs me though,

She thinks not,

I’m hers; you’re mine,

What have you made me, Deathra?

Feeling like a monster,

Sinning, not human,

Kill me!

Kill them all!

My motto,

Deathra, what have you made me?

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