The monsters under my bed
are afraid of the
demons running riots in my soul.
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letters to no one ➳ [poetry]
Poetry❝i've delicately chosen letters to form words and words to form sentences, each sentence a colorful paint stroke on the canvas of my mind.❞ [ #1 in poetry on 27/08/16 ]
➳ triginta quinque
The monsters under my bed
are afraid of the
demons running riots in my soul.