monster.

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disclaimer : heart-wrenching topic ahead.








slow steps in my room,
I cry as your presence hovers me.
gliding your hands like knife,
cutting the skin of mine like paper.
not caring to stop and stare,
the monster you turned into.








[ love all, spread peace. ]

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