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Monstrosity

There lies a balance between ugly and beautiful,
This meta-balance of imbalance is only symmetrical,
Which gives birth to what is Monstrosity,
Of Being too big, too small, too tall, too strong,
Destined beyond choice to live by the wrong,
For there lies their Inherent Inheritance,
A right duly given to the children of Nobody,
That behold themselves against everyone,
With Undead Voices that blot the Sun,
Stealing quotes from The Void to express tragedy,
Loved by the Midnight, a Terrible but Great,
Bound by an imbalance of power that seals their fate.