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It all starts at nightfall.
When the cold comes in
and the monsters call.
When I lose count
of the tears that fall,
When I realize that I'm nothing at all.
It starts with a bell.
When the demons come
and the monster sells
When they make me kneel
and fill my well
When it spills of milk
from something cruel.
It starts with pain.
When they tell me to behave;
to strip my clothes and never complain.
When they set me aside,
treated with disdain.
When they continue to stain
what they already stained.
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I always cried silently,
in my own little corner
hugging my worn-out teddy
drowned with justified self-pity.
hoping that someone will save me,
knowing no one will save me,
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Then something snaps,
Clicks into place.
Everything is so clear now.
I have to save myself.
and only myself.
This world is only filled with monsters and demons
nothing else
Yes.
Everything is so clear now.
<I have to save myself>
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Poems of A Bored Teen
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