The morning sky disappeared,
And the night approached close.
The world became silent as the monster in me Rose.
The murmur of the world changed in whispers in my ear.
And the cheerfulness of the day,
Changed into tears.
The free head all the time was now burdened with regret in mind.
And told me all the things were wrong which I thought were fine.
The morning sky disappeared and night approached near.
The world became silent and I whimper alone in fear.
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Monster.in.me (Every Feeling In Me. #1)
Poetry*POETRY BOOK* MONSTER IN ME. All the evil I see was Hidden in me. ******** *PLOT* Monster in me is not a person buried in you. But it's ourself. It's us. It's me. It's you. We see something. We feel something. And I just write that feelings in p...
