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She sits alone
Hugging her knees
Always seems scared
She never blinks
She never speaks
Only stares
At the monster's in her nightmares

She doesn't scream
it's not a dream
The monster's are real
Thirsty for her blood
Monsters that hide bodies in the mud
Monster's that live deep in the sea
But always remember
Count to three

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I'm very sorry for my poetry being really bad recently I'm currently writing a fan fic it's terrible but it's fun to write, check it out and leave any suggestions for any future poems.

Peace out
Freak

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