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Who is the Monster that lives under my bed?

Who is it?

How did it get there?

Why did it choose me?

Is it possible that I chose it?

Will it ever leave me alone and go away?

Go, go, find another person to torture with your relentless sarcastic, repetitive screams

Will you try to stay and destroy every single bit of my life and me?

Why do you get energised by bashing me, kicking me, and seeing me suffer?

I did nothing wrong. I was simply born like children are,

So, please, pretty please leave and never, ever come back.

London, 20 Nov.2018

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