MonsterA Poem by Jane Doe
Monster
I'm scared, Of what you ask, A monster, I am scared of. It walks amongst us, He knows us all, He deprives us of one thing, Purity. Driving us, To sin, Simply keeping us, From perfection. He is in each of us, He goes by the name, Lucifer, He is the worst monster, by far. © 2011 Jane DoeAuthor's Note
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