You grow up with fears such as a monster lurking beneath your bed.
But as you get older, it's people you begin to fear,
For they are the real monsters.
Not a myth nor a legend.
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Bruised
Poesia"You poisoned me with your potion, Hexed me with your love and devotion. Now I lay in pieces, broken and brittle." Bruised is a poetry collection for the broken hearts and disappointed souls. It speaks words of wisdom, words of pain, and words of ad...
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You grow up with fears such as a monster lurking beneath your bed.
But as you get older, it's people you begin to fear,
For they are the real monsters.
Not a myth nor a legend.
