He wasn’t the boy anymore, more like a grown man,
despite that he kept the treasure he had then,
maybe that was the reason to keep wondering when,
the monsters came out of their den.
And not the known monsters, not those from under his bed,
new kind, although the shape he already met,
it was like a disease that was so fast spread,
the old known faces but with their hearts shred.
Empty shells, without feelings and mind,
that for money are ready without break to grind,
it was like from movie, with some evil robotic kind,
with hearts in darkness twine.
Like a strange book with a scary plot,
and this book now, documentary movie got,
there is a real danger for himself to rot,
unless he meet a human, with heart still hot.
But this’ll take time, he’ll be too old,
will his heart be strong enough, to not turn cold,
the only chance is to keep his hold,
and hope this the day would be before his heart got sold.
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