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Monsters


It puts on a mask, wig and make up

A monster that poses as a human

This monster tell lies

It is the scariest monster and the most bothersome monster

They have no understanding of other humans

It is very controlling

No one can do anything for this monster is very cunning

It teaches nothing yet it babbles on like a gnat.

For an hour each day there is emptiness in my life

I dread that hour, for there is nothing but a pitch black hole that steals my precious time, motivation, and everything else and it’s too selfish to give any back.

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