The Monster


The monster who creeps in your window asking you to come towards it, whispering in your ear, hands you a blade 
"Take it, and let your only friend heal you, let it go and come with me" 
As blood rushes from your arm, the monster gnaws at you until you can't take it anymore
Then you're gone, a lost soul stuck in a bottomless pit, lost in the memories you had before committing the most painful crime and leaving the world behind


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