Another Monster

There is something very dark
 The shadow of which can't be turned around
 To diffuse some light, what is this thing at last
 Whose sound has been muted and repressed?
 Attracted to the color red
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 Some dim, some intimately deep corner
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 You're not much loved under the light
 One war was one too many war
 One war, the one that killed his soul
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 He runs closer and closer to the wood, tapering for your love
 And although well and in flux, he teaches the word one as the sound
 Chance crushes the deeper bones
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 So what? You are a monster, but I'm part woman
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 Rid yourself of me
 Your case needs opening up
 Look inside, feel what needs to be felt
 There are choices you can make, the humble ones of the poet
 The player, he cannot sleep at night
 The player whose soul was killed in war