Crows And Monsters

Crows And Monsters

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As they tumbled from tumultuous tongues,

My dreams suddenly sounded like delusions,

I realized my only friend was the beast in my closet.



That was when the cold snuck into my skin,

And I hid under blankets that weren’t soft enough,

Wishing that a thousand crows would come and snatch me away


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