Sta.sh
Why fear,
the bogeyman,
if all he wants,
is a hug.
Should he have claws,
on his hands,
then maybe,
it's too much.
But then I think,
about me,
and my interest,
in bugs.
The bogeyman,
to me is free,
to give me,
all his love.
Even should,
that love hurt,
I stand strong,
to receive.
I regret,
not a thing,
nor shall I,
grieve.
I do not fear,
the bogeyman,
for all I know,
he brings love.
Pain within,
to show us how,
to comprehend,
our leave.
~~~
Perceive how you will...
Also, a little taste of my sense of poetry.
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Pain 
I thank you.