Monster

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I am no who you think, my poor fellow
I am the monster you fear to be near
I am the one who fills thee with sorrow
I am something that makes you shed red tears

I apologize for this incident
I never wanted you to feel any pain
Too bad we're stuck in this predicament
Will you please stop me and make me refrain?

I am the monster that's under your bed
Cry and be afraid to look underneath
If you look, you shall meet me and be dead
But I'm also afraid to look beneath

And yes, though I am a fearful monster
Know my love for you shall never falter

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