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The misunderstood 
 
 
Some call him a man 
Some call him a beast 
He sleeps during the day 
Only to bite at night 
Come to me 
He calls 
In the bitter hours of the night 
He wears all black 
He secludes himself 
For this man has felt the rapt 
And he is beyond redemption 
He has killed 
For he is misunderstood 
Toss away as a child 
Only to rebel as a being 
He blames the world 
For his instability 
If we listened carefully 
We’d hear a cry 
A cry for help 
From this thing 
who knows no love