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Stalker


I shake at night living in fear that you will find me, the nightmares I face in my sleep becomes present to the world as your arrival draws near, more and more I feel hands gripping at me holding me to the ground, scared eyes looking up to malicious ones, no one can hear my muffed cry, save me from the evil bestowed on me I scream, but no one comes to my defense, my dreams shatter around me as you try to posse what I try hardto fight for, my heart fears your touch making it slowly die, I imagine a rose fully blossomed turning black as you hold it in front of me, a thorn lies on the stem and slices my delicate skin and as the blood runs joy finds me again, I run away as the blood runs, you try to catch me but I slipped away, as I run I say these words, I was never yours and never will be forevermore trapped in your own desire    

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