I found you on my playground
looking for someone to play
So I gather you in my hands.
I tore off your wings.
I didn't want you to fly away.
Then I layed you down in the sand.
I told you my stories
of the man under my bed.
He tore off my wings too.
He made me swear not to tell anyone,
but you won't tell a soul.
You wouldn't be able
to when I'm through.
I want to introduce you
to the man under my bed.
He's dead just like you.

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