

The BeastScreaming without a noiseThe Beast
Full of pain but Not Writhing on the floor Crying with No tears But eyes are shut
Face hot I can feel it
Inside
My chest Beneath the Skin Curling at the core Clawing, raging Calling my Name To let it out Set it
Free
Of the lonely prison guard Who stands, Fading fast To change and No longer care Letting loose upon Those Daft Defenseless little lambs
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Let's get to the beacon.
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