Poem #9
I AM A MONSTER
I am a monster,
I lurk under people's beds,
I hide in people's closets,
I could shred you in a second,
My teeth and claws are sharp as spikes,
But I do not want this,
I am stuck within a monster,
With intentions not my own,
I must break free,
From this terrible curse I bear,
I am the monster,
But I am not the monster.
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