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Jun 2013
I wake up, it is 8 in the morning
I open my eyes for a brief moment
For I know I will fall back asleep
But in the minutes I spend neither awake nor asleep
I dream, I dream of monsters and demons
I wish they were happier
Like us together, hearts beating in harmony
Smiles would be shared like words
but instead I dream of monsters
They became a part of me
I am a monster, I have you fooled, you see?
Abbie Gale
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