Monster

Is it true?

Was everything

A lie?

And to think I could trust you,

To think that

I loved

And cared,

Rips me apart,

Here I am take my broken heart

Look what you’ve done,

Are you proud of yourself?

Is this was you wanted?

To break me?
Because I’m pretty sure you did,

Is this who you want me to be?

A monster?

That’s what you’ve made me.

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