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Monsters make us better Children give us wrinkles And smiles as well. Monsters make us monsters to, Monsters make us human The best of me and you. Monsters of women And men I cannot Pretend, Now I'm not a monster Because my daughter said I'm a ballerina like her And ballerinas can jump high. So maby I will jump over The past Present And future. And jump over all the M O N S T E R S. To make me the better human being I need to be. For me And for my little B A L L E R I N A.
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Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
For little ballerina
Monsters make us better Children give us wrinkles And smiles as well. Monsters make us monsters to, Monsters make us human The best of me and you. Monsters of women And men I cannot Pretend, Now I'm not a monster Because my daughter said I'm a ballerina like her And ballerinas can jump high. So maby I will jump over The past Present And future. And jump over all the M O N S T E R S. To make me the better human being I need to be. For me And for my little B A L L E R I N A.
jessica-packer
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Sep 3, 2015
Sep 3, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
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