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Monster
The first of his kind
Born ill regular born ugly
The only of his kind
Heart of a leader, scars of a warrior
The symbol of courage, patriotism, and bravery a true hero
A Hero unsung, bald but invisible and yet so captivating to the eye
What a monster
Worshiped by the followers, admired by the living
Respected by the hatred, feared by the fallen
Rules like a god his lands a merciful and roofless king
An old king with no queen
His feared by all, oceans, skies the air you breathe all living things
Only strong survive kill or be killed
No need for painted faces
What he rules no words can be reed
Monster…. the king of nothing
By. Nobonumb
maybe this is me reflecting
maybe this is me reflecting in my insights, but it feels like you are referring to god as the monster
Much Love
Ashley
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no it wasnt about god it was about me and my pathetic life
Nobonumb
:( that makes me sad to hear
:( that makes me sad to hear :(
I hope you start talking to yourself about yourself with more love and compassion, good writers are hard to come by and happy writers harder still...
Much Love
Ashley