Frankenstein's Monster Read Count : 23

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Your touch still lingers on my body-

You love it that I wither in fire.

Each second I endure bravely

Gritting my teeth, envisioning my every desire,

But hope runs away.

No one could love a disease. 


I’m a monster,

Scared and tarnished,

With a soul that glimmers

But a mind that is famished.


I could never get away from you

No matter how hard I tried.

I kept finding paradise in your spiritless hue;

Each time I died.


When I got away

I never imagined things could get worse,

But you left me cursed,

Only to be with you until the end of days.

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  • May 20, 2020

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