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Jun 2015
Let us pretend
That this dark portent
Is a potent precursor
To your painful pursuer
The perfect person
To persecute you
You have no defense
Against this prosecutor
No safe haven
No soft heaven
No monster to placate
Till you find a safe place
Just the terror you wear there
On your cherubic childlike face
Graff1980
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Graff1980  43/M/Springfield Illinois
(43/M/Springfield Illinois)   
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