The Monster

It's not under you bed
Stop scattering through your closet
The only monster there is
Is in your heart
The beast grows for every soul you break
For every life you take
For every crisis you make
So stop looking for other peoples' mistakes
You need to stop judging
You're the cold hearted creature that needs to be concluded
You need different guidance
Who guides you is
The Monster

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