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BLUE MONSTERS


The young child all in his room

full of blue emotions 

 

listening to MCR 

for hours on end. 

 

The child’s mother is tripping,

with her new boyfriend 

 

neglecting her child. The child

is confused why he is confined here

 

and not Neptune or even Mars. 

The child thinks that if he lived in 

 

Neptune he thinks it would be 

fantastic and different.

 

The child coughs and coughs 

once again his mother smokes

 

another pack of her prized 

Camel cigarettes then she wonders

 

why her child dislikes and

despises her. The cycle repeats.

 

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