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Monsters
monsters at the door,
I'm talking to myself
rattled to the core
they want in now
i know whats in store
I'm shaking
not prepared for the gore
they smell my fear
should have gotten ready before
I'm laughing at myself
cant cry now its a war
they are almost in
I'm sitting on the floor
broken and bleeding
no more options to explore
things are fading
monsters are at the door
I'm talking to myself
rattled to the core
they want in now
i know whats in store
I'm shaking
not prepared for the gore
they smell my fear
should have gotten ready before
I'm laughing at myself
cant cry now its a war
they are almost in
I'm sitting on the floor
broken and bleeding
no more options to explore
things are fading
monsters are at the door
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