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Sep 2019
Hiding for her life seeing the devil coming to get her,
Knowing that one day she will be caught by him.
One day soon she will be dead because of what he has done.
Going into the closet knowing that someone would not find her there.
Devil sneaking, Growling,
Hunting for his prey.
Getting warmer
Warmer
Go run little girl, you will die if you do not go find somewhere else to hibernate
Written by
Joe Morrison  18/Gender Nonconforming
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