When the lights go out,
And you lay your head,
what are you more worried about?
The monsters in your bed or in your head?
ESTÀS LLEGINT
Moonlight Poetry
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When the lights go out,
And you lay your head,
what are you more worried about?
The monsters in your bed or in your head?