She was shivering under the cover,
Praying for the monsters to let her go,
Cold night the moon turned red,
And the stars she adored becomes a reminder of the tragedy she endure.
Her 2am thoughts were never the same
After the night the monster comes not just in her mind but he was right beside her bed.
A body so cold but with a heart of fire,
He said she was just dreaming,
But she knows dream aren't supposed to make you crying.
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