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The Monster
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Once a sweet, kind young soul, pure and bright,
transformed by culture, society's harsh light.
a monster born from judgment and greed
a tragic tale where innocence did recede.
like a delicate flower, he once bloomed
his heart beamed with compassion, uncluttered and untamed.
but the world he encountered, with its oktwisted ways.
Pressure to conform, to fit the mold,
Strained the essence of that sweet soul untold.
society's demands, like a monster's grip
twisted his perception, made his kindness slip.
Once a smile painted a canvas of joy,
but now, despair dripped like venom, a sly ploy.
The monster he became, Created by disdain
now he is what others hate but somewhere
deep he's still a saint to be paint
may this cruel world leave him with
whatever inncoence he had left to
create the world where he stays.
© sac_lostsoul
Once a sweet, kind young soul, pure and bright,
transformed by culture, society's harsh light.
a monster born from judgment and greed
a tragic tale where innocence did recede.
like a delicate flower, he once bloomed
his heart beamed with compassion, uncluttered and untamed.
but the world he encountered, with its oktwisted ways.
Pressure to conform, to fit the mold,
Strained the essence of that sweet soul untold.
society's demands, like a monster's grip
twisted his perception, made his kindness slip.
Once a smile painted a canvas of joy,
but now, despair dripped like venom, a sly ploy.
The monster he became, Created by disdain
now he is what others hate but somewhere
deep he's still a saint to be paint
may this cruel world leave him with
whatever inncoence he had left to
create the world where he stays.
© sac_lostsoul
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