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here and now
this war has already been waged
theirs a monster inside me
and it longs to be free of its cage
longing to come out of hiding
like death it hides by the vase
waiting to turn the beauty of the rose
to the shriveled up pedals
that have took its place
theirs a monster inside me
and it longs to be free of its cage
longing to come out of hiding
like death it hides by the vase
waiting to turn the beauty of the rose
to the shriveled up pedals
that have took its place
Published 23rd Apr 2012
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