What am I?
Am I a monster?
Or am I somthing elese?
What am I?
Why did I let this monster grow inside of me, and why did i let it feed on my soul?
Im bloody, coughing up blood from my wounds, and Im begging in my mind for mercy.
But somthing takes over, and t gives me strength.
I stagger to my feet, and I grasp my blade.
Im going to eat a hearty breakfast today... for tonight I dine in heaven.
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