My Beast
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The beast held me for years, keeping me as its toy.

My Beast

The beast held me for years,

keeping me as its toy.

Until the day I pushed it off.

Then it grasped at me,

until it had me by my throat.

And I kicked it off.

A hairy vile thing,

with wicked dripping teeth.

It came for me again.

This time I moved too slow,

it caught me,

biting in to my neck.

The agony like ecstasy.

I grabbed the thing again,

and threw it once more.

This time its claws dug in,

and it was back upon me quick.

Now I’ve shaken it again,

but it is within reach.

I must destroy it,

or escape from it.

This beast I’m cursed to fight.

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