The boogie man comes in all shapes and sizes
Real as rain
To cause you pain
"He's" different for everybody
A friend or foe
You may never know
Some chose to keep him a secret
Hidden away from you
For one reason or another
It could be a mother
A father or friend
The boogie man has many faces
He's not just a scary trend
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Tide (Poems)
ПоэзияTides are always changing The sun and the moon arranging Beauty and destruction Like a artistic production Its all in the journey of riding the tide of life First place winner at the We are writers awards. Copyrighted,All Rights Reserved
