i wish to be a child again,
afraid of the dark,
what lurks in my closet?
what lives under my bed?
when the vast of night covers the horizon,
and my blanket covers my head,
i wish to be a child again,
afraid of the dark,
ive grown with skeletons as friends,
ive grown with ghosts for mistakes,
ive grown with monsters of worry,
Oh how I wish to be a child again,
simply afraid of the dark,
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