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Nov 2019
The monster under my bed
It crawled in my head
It whispers to me I’d be better off dead

It’s made me cry
But its made me less lonely
It’s made me want to scream
But it’s given me answers

that’s why when you grow up you no longer believe in monsters under your bed because they are all in your head
Written by
Lila  F
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