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Sep 2014
He was big and brown
With huge teeth
I promise
I saw him
Or is it them
He had three heads
and he walked up to my bed
I sat up
And screamed
And that is when you came in  
And he disappeared
I am not am not  lieing
I am just tired  
Because i could not sleep
And you say
count sheep
I say
I would
If i could
But he keeps staring
And it is king of
SCARY
Endia Chardea
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Endia Chardea
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