A Freakishly Dangerous Soul

By Tanisha Mahmud Salam Rebash

Hungry for the chunk of fresh meat
Thirsty for red blood.
Just look at him
He is craving to eat up your existence.

Is it you?
My dear monstrous soul!
Doomed with melancholy
Frustrated, confused, and devastated
Lonely and gloomy
Yet unmatched and undefeated.

Yes, its you
It must be you.
The shadow of your evil soul
Reflecting and spreading its odor everywhere.
It can only be you ;
My freakishly uncanny dangerous rotten soul.

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