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Sunday, December 7, 2008

Monsters Under the Covers

We are the monsters
We are the mistaken
Why is there always some
Negative thing to drag you down?

Down into murky waters,
Where you drown.

You choke on those waters,
On being a monster,
Because you are a monster.

But you are mistaken.
Posted by megs at 9:16 AM
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