What does the public view
from something I didn't do
that doesn't change my present rage
from begin locked within a cage.
The animal that the public sees ,
Poison and now a part of me
like a infected and open sore
or a virus that needs a cure.
But I write to ease the pain
till I get out and kill again
a suicide is seen last
but a homicide will come to past
A animal is what they think of me
so the animal is what has come to be.
just a monster behind a pen
writing to hide his sins.
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