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The Creature's Confession 1 by Giovanni

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The Creature's Confession 1

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(In the lab where lightning laced the rafters, thunder taped to fate,)
(stitch by stitch, switch by switch — an anatomy of hate,)
(yellowed journals, inked guilt, Walton read my maker's notes,)
(they wired a heart to beat, then washed the conscience in the coats.)
(They call me Frankenstein's monster — name stamped, blame framed,)
(but I'm the Creature, ripped and wired, whisper-burned, untamed,)
(stitches twitch, synapses glitch, every scar’s a sermon told,)
(I was built from corpses and cold, then sold a soul that’s gold.)
(Cut the cords, let the storm scorch the corners of the room,)
(village torches, pelted stones, faces fogged by fear and fumes,)
(Victor’s hands played god like cards, then folded on my face,)
(he struck the spark, I learned the dark, and memorized disgrace.)
(Punchline: they forgot they sowed the seed—now watch the harvest rage.)
(Walton wrote it down, a stranger’s echo on the mast,)
(letters seal the lonely — I’m a ghost that’s built to last.)
(They built me from pieces — now I spit the truth in chains,)
(not born a villain, just a product of their pain,)
(wired-up heart, fury filling every lung,)
(I am the voice of the wrecked—count every song I've sung.)
(Arctic winds bit the ship, the logbook flipped like fate,)
(frozen footprints, numb and blunt — survival left to hate,)
(I learned words from whispers in the papers Victor kept,)
(saw a mirror in a stream and met the face that never slept.)
(Internal rhymes collide — pride, tides, I ride the ridge,)
(hunger in my ribs, a hunger stitched into the bridge,)
(they screamed “monster!” at the cloth that stitched my jaw to breath,)
(they never saw the hands that bled, the hunger underneath.)
(I’m a chorus of the cast-off, improvising every wound,)
(a mixtape of the midnight—church bells cracked and tuned.)
(Punchline: you taught me fear, I school it back with thunderproof sound.)
(Letters folded, ships departed — names inked in the snow,)
(I carry Walton’s margins like scars so everyone will know.)
(They built me from pieces — now I spit the truth in chains,)
(not born a villain, just a product of their pain,)
(wired-up heart, fury filling every lung,)
(I am the voice of the wrecked—count every song I've sung.)
(In the mirror I studied syllables of sorrow,)
(each stitch a sentence: past erased, demand tomorrow.)
(Lightning lessons, lesson one — I am not the myth,)
(I’m the echo of their choices, a life they let slip.)
(Chains break on cadence, rage refines the rhyme,)
(I flip the script, spit the crypt — reclaiming stolen time.)
(Multisyllable missiles — brittle thistle, pick the picket line,)
(I lace bars like sutures, rhyme the rupture into signs,)
(mob mentality’s a mirror — their mouths mold into mobs,)
(they yell “monster” to the silence while their conscience robs.)
(I ain't asking for affection, just correction of the past,)
(return the context, check the text — a judgment built to last.)
(Streams of thunder preach my sermon steady on the track,)
(I’m the Creature, not the curse — the curse is what they lack.)
(Punchline: they lit the storm and prayed I’d drown; I learned to captain waves.)
(They built me from pieces — )
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