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Aug 2015
Screams, that’s all i could hear in the night

when everyone was fast asleep

tucked in tight

the screaming went on for hours, days and nights

no one complained

no one moaned

no one ever went to the

asylum down the road.

Mummy said that’s where the crazy people go,

the people who loses the sight of the world

Daddy said that’s where you go when you lose

your sanity.

That is where the monsters go.
That is where the monsters go.
Written by
book mania  England
(England)   
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   Andrew Tinkham
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