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Illusion


Into the mist

Trembling red eyes

Gazing towards me

I stand frozen with fear

Terrified as can be

And death is what came upon me

 

 

I ran....and ran

But the eyes were still there

Haunting me....tormenting me

Just staring at me

Like mirrors relfecting against me

 

 

I've have enough..let's take a stand

I grabbed the item next to me

To stab the eyes

But it was still there

I couldn't imagine what is it

But then I suddenly woke up

And it was only a mere illusion

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