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Mar 2019
I can see you.
I can see the heavy way you breathe,
the stumbling way you
                                     run.
I can feel the blood running              running, down your injured head.
                                            running  
I can see the fe
                          ar
in your eyes. You
run
      run
            run
                  run.
yet closer I get.
Del
       icious
fear steals across your face as I op
                              en
my cracked unused mouth
saying
"tag,
you
are
it."
oh the monster I seem to have become.
Toast Ghost
Written by
Toast Ghost  16/F/~Wonderland~
(16/F/~Wonderland~)   
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