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Monster


Humans are so fragile

They must be taken care of.

But animals don't matter

Since they're never given love.

 

You begin to walk away

Like you did no harm.

The animals died today

And the blame is on your arm.

 

I hope you find it hard

To fall asleep at night,

Knowing that they're scarred

And will never be alright.

 

You always hid from the monsters under your bed,

When all along the monster was in your head.

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