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Every night, before I sleep,
I hear the sound of the child weep,
I hear melancholy run deep
in the sound from my beneath.
Every night I wish to ease,
it’s pain, for it to be at ease,
But just like my fear fear of monsters beneath,
That don’t allow me to under, peep,
Does it too, have some under the crease?
Every night before I sleep,
I vow to end all its miseries,
By looking under my bed, fear be buried,
But, everyday, I fail spectacularly.
What stops me, the cry in its voice,
or the fear in mine, I have no choice
To help the tormented, I couldn’t start.
Who said anything about monsters under our beds,
when they live in our hearts?
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The World Past Me 
I almost started rapping while reading that…..nice rythem 😛
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Thank you 😀
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Of course, you stop yourself and no one else 🙂 That’s what Rocky Balboa said.
Have a good day!
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Rocky Balboa? No idea, but thanks and have a good day too. btw, I have my physics exam tomorrow, so I’m not very excited with ‘have a good day part’!
Sorry, needed to babble 😛
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You can watch Rocky series after your exams 😉
Good luck with Physics. I am sure you will do well.
Take care!
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Love the last line.. So true
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Thank you 😀
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monsters living in heart…ha .. enjoyed your words..:)
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I so remember the monsters under my bed at night. I was so afraid to go to sleep. But they were nothing compared to the monsters in the attic who came down the steps at night to get me unless I lay perfectly still in the middle of my bed with my arms down my sides – and then I’d go to sleep – every night. later I’ll tell you about the monster in my closet!
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