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The Beast

He isn’t hard to find.

By Alicia LynnePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Beast

Have you seen him yet?

The Beast.

That's how I know him best.

Are we pretending we are in love tonight?

Or should I brace myself for another fight?

Have you felt the strength across your face?

Or is he still loving you at a rather bizarre pace?

Does he slowly ease into you, while looking deeply into your eyes?

Or does he just bend you over, and fuck you until you want to die?

Does he make you feel worth something?

Does he make you feel pain?

He is going to keep breaking you.

He has everything to gain.

You think you are nothing if you leave.

But, he will make you nothing if you stay.

You try to pack your bags eager to see,

is there a life better than this?

There has to be.

But, with his arm around your neck it can be hard to leave.

For the minute he sees your inner strength,

he goes into a violent spree.

With your feet stumbling, trying not to slip.

He squeezes and lifts,

without breaking a sweat.. not a single drip.

sad poetry
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About the Creator

Alicia Lynne

I’ve been here, there and a little bit of everywhere.

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