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Mar 2014
When I was little
A voice in my head....................said

“there’s a monster underneath you'r bed”

Not liking the fear that it gave
A part of me was it's slave

I needed to be brave
Look it right in the eye's

It was time for a monster hunt
Not knowing the word confront

Eye’s closed
Stick my head under the bed
Open up after three
There was nothing there to see.
Nick Moore
Written by
Nick Moore  Cornwall
(Cornwall)   
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