Real Monsters

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Calm that experience as the mind is still suffering. Eyes gleaming through all the stuttering.

A little cub left on his own.
Forgotten, as he wanders in the dark,
simply trying to find his home.
Stumbling upon monsters that would love to eat him whole, to ravage his very soul.
Crying so loudly, with only myself to hear, as the eyes in the woods. Glistening eyes that are full of tears. I keep on running without sleep, as the monsters keep coming. I eventually ran out of breath, let my guard down with good faith.

Man skinned me alive and obliterated me into millions of pieces. Shattered my mind like glass with a single blow to the head.

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