The Monster

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I can't stop thinking about it.
The thing I need to say, but never will.
The name I need to write.
The silence I must fill.

I know how to save myself.
I know when and where and how.
I thought that I was strong enough.
But I'm not as sure now.

Innocence misguided me.
Into his hidden lair.
The unexpected monster.
I found whilst hiding there.

The monster kept me hostage
In the caverns dark and deep.
A cry for help could save me.
But I cannot make a peep.

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