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Alana Connolly Nov 2015
As you breath catches in your throat
Your eyes travel to a lonely boat
Leaping in you start to float gracefully
The wind blowing your face blissfully

Thick red blood dripped down your forehead
And you barely remember the words that he said
Then in a flash of lightning
You saw a sight that was frightening.

With branching arms aloft
And a screeching voice not soft
He spoke to you



"No eyes. Always watching."

— The End —