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Mar 2019
it attacks, it kills.
crawling and hunting.
the predator is coming,
searching the prey.

sleepless nights,
unwanted thoughts,
keeps coming back,
til' I can't fight back.

crying quietly,
my eyes were closed.
didn't notice,
that you were already
in front of me.
Mae
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Mae  F/Korea
(F/Korea)   
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