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My Hyde, a Monster

Where Do you hide?
Do you wait 'til I'm alone at night?
It seems this is when I become Hyde.

The monster in me is insatiable.
She knows my every fear and desire.
Her strength and power is unfathomable.

Her every want is my whim.
Too bad she only wants my destruction.
I'm in a fight I can not win.

She talks of better days and bloodier battles to come.
Is that why they like her?
They like when their monster is home.

IT's what they wanted me to be.
I see that now all along...
They wanted me to be she.

Ms. Hyde I call her
Jekyll I suppose I am
My Hyde is a beautiful monster.

Terror of the night
SHe is a part of me
Strangely it feels right

So my Hyde is a creature
Scourge of the Earth
THough apart of me wishes
I could gain that evil,
Which is her best feature
Written by dangerousdesires (TheVoicesAreWatching)
Published | Edited 1st Mar 2013
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