The Monsters that Live in My Head
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Last published Fri, Nov 28, 2014
"I stepped into a blackness that no light could ever be able to rid, into a cold that seeped past bones and settled in your chest."
That's the funny thing, when we realise that monsters don't live under beds, we stop checking there, for they live in the confides of our minds.
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