On a damp night I wrote a song,
of the moon and the monsoon walking along;
from my bed in the caged palace I glared,
they dropped a tear on to my head.
dreading of the pitch black I cuddled in the plastic roll,
when the thundered night sent shivers down my soul;
the creek in the backyard knocked on the fencing wall,
escaping the electrifying dark water was a close call.
the jingling of the rodents fell in my ears,
the drowning in the coffin left my life in fears;
nine years later I stepped on new heights,
it didn't miss a chance to drop me in the darkness of the fortune fight.
I reincarnated in to a warrior princess,
yet the memory of the monster house streams an access,
waking me, petrified.
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