Me...
Rest your head and cry now child,
At this time of night.
There's alot of monsters
out there child,
And to you they are a fright.
Let out all of you hurt now child,
No matter how long it takes,
I'll be right here holding you,
to convince you its okay.
I know how bad it hurts,
You know exactly what I mean,
The child I am talking to,
Coincedentally...is me.
poem by Spawn Wheeler
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