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Creation of your works

Frankenstein and the monster

Genius of their works

Sheer terror created,

Now that,

THAT IS STRENGTH;

THAT IS CREATION,

THAT IS POWER,

Feverishly pitched,

Devil Incarnate,


I am what you made me

The creation of their works,

Payin the price of all that hurt you

You, the creator of all that is stored inside me

That which dwells in me

That which mines mine grey matter

the conscience and its sub~

You,

Both glamorous, and sickly twisted

As only the demented genius seek

And I,

I,,, the monolithic creation of pure stone,

Hardened in the fires of hell an contempt for men

I am the monster,

Of your creation;

I will hunt you

Destroying you with bare hands,

I Am, Me

Not you

NOT YOU

WOMAN


Behold words set on fire

The creation of works

Silently uttered, unto brazened stone
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