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Feb 2015
Mummy
Why won't you bring me
Oh bring me home?
That vile red liquid
Makes you horrible
And mean

It always makes the shadows seem darker
More frightening
More real

This place is dark
This place is scary
This place is dank
This place isn't home
And the only person who can bring me home
Is you
But you're stuck,
Forever looking inside that Monster bottle of yours
And not at *me
This is a poem version of story I am currently writing about a young boy who sees 'Monsters.'
Rockie
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Rockie  18/F
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