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Sleep, sweet child I’ll watch over you Even after my eyes have worn out And I’ve leaked the last of my plastic pellets I watched over your father Even though, for awhile I was lost to him Because of the original corruptor But, I came home And brought back The last shred of good from his childhood I’ll keep the monsters Under the bed And in the closet I will turn on the light I will be there Long after I’m gone
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 11:09 PM UTC
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Sleep, sweet child I’ll watch over you Even after my eyes have worn out And I’ve leaked the last of my plastic pellets I watched over your father Even though, for awhile I was lost to him Because of the original corruptor But, I came home And brought back The last shred of good from his childhood I’ll keep the monsters Under the bed And in the closet I will turn on the light I will be there Long after I’m gone
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Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 11:09 PM UTC
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