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Halloween, what a very strange time, Kids dressing up like monsters I see in my mind. Real monsters, though, don't have horns or fangs, They just have the ability to cause painful pangs. They know how to break your heart, and then throw it away, And they never give you the time of day. Let the children dress up as fictional things, Real life monsters don't have scales, claws, or wings. Guard their innocence; let them dress up, And pray they'll never meet a real monster close-up.
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Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
Real Monsters
Halloween, what a very strange time, Kids dressing up like monsters I see in my mind. Real monsters, though, don't have horns or fangs, They just have the ability to cause painful pangs. They know how to break your heart, and then throw it away, And they never give you the time of day. Let the children dress up as fictional things, Real life monsters don't have scales, claws, or wings. Guard their innocence; let them dress up, And pray they'll never meet a real monster close-up.
CodyHaag
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Oct 31, 2015
Oct 31, 2015 at 8:34 PM UTC
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