The momster under the bed

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I miss the rush it gives me.

The feeling I get inside.

The pain coursing through my body,

It's heaven to my eye.

The red rubies dripping from my skin,

The blue ocean falling from my eyes.

The scars that lay atop my skin,

The scars that lie deep within.

All I feel is deep remorse.

Hatred towards myself.

I'm an endless nightmare.

Depressions my best friend.

I've already givin in.

I always blame it on others,

But I'm the monster under the bed.

~Ashlie

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