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Jan 2017
Monsters weren't always monsters
They had dreams
They had families
Most of all, they had hearts
They were just walking one day when the wind changed
A sight for sore eyes appeared in their vision
Black hair framed their face
Glasses smudged
And a smile so wide it opened that chasm deep inside
They fell in love
Fell out of love
Cried a river and nobody drank
Sang song of fury
And nobody listened
Had a broken heart that nobody mended
Drank a poison that nobody cured
Since then a monster
Little Bird
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Little Bird  Texas
(Texas)   
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