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The Monstrosity Made Despair
Look at that chaotic mess
Wandering lost exuding distress
Its broken soul has rotted away
The core of its mind has started to fray
How does that thing see with blind eyes
Is there any truth with which it complies
How can it feel with no nerves or skin
And that emptiness it holds within
What is this creature disturbed and stricken
One cannot look at it without feeling sickened
What nightmares by this might be employed
I propose at once that it be destroyed
Wandering lost exuding distress
Its broken soul has rotted away
The core of its mind has started to fray
How does that thing see with blind eyes
Is there any truth with which it complies
How can it feel with no nerves or skin
And that emptiness it holds within
What is this creature disturbed and stricken
One cannot look at it without feeling sickened
What nightmares by this might be employed
I propose at once that it be destroyed
Published 29th Jan 2014
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