Monster Friends
At night when I'm lying trying to sleep
the growing shadows start to creep
out from the closet and under the bed
with their eyes glowing a bright blood red
they start to quietly sneak about
around the room and through the house
i hear the creak of their quiet steps
listen to the rythym of their shallow breaths
I quickly sit up and jump out of bed
and smile happily at my monster friends
as they grin back thier jagged fangs gleam...
things aren't always waht they seem.
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