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Mar 2015
There's a monster under my bed
That crawls out every night
To listen to all my thoughts

He listens attentively
And stands there with nothing
But an understanding face

Not only is he a stranger
Nor a monster but my
Bestfriend and only friend

He understands me
He comforts me and
Never judges me

The monster under my bed.
Thato
Written by
Thato  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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