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Nov 2017
They told me monsters lived under the bed
They told me that monsters are tangible
Now the only monsters I know live in my head
And they always leave me susceptible

To doubt
And fear.

If I tell you the monsters look like me
I know that you will think I'm going insane
Maybe if I keep telling myself I'm ok I'll believe
That normality is something I can maintain

But what is normal?

They told me monsters lived under the bed
They told me that monsters are tangible
The only monsters I know live in my head
Please, I beg you, don't be skeptical.
Dess Ander
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Dess Ander  Somewhere in Neverland
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         ---, Kalon and Lizzie
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