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Sep 2010
It stalks you
Slowly...Surely...
Following each footstep
You are the guide
It creeps up
Unnoticed
And ignored
It reaches for you
Stretches it's grip around
Until you are suffocated
You cannot peel away it's hold
You cannot fight away it's presence
It clamps down
Twists itself into you
Molds into your mind
And strangles your beliefs
You're brainwashed by it's appeal
Tainted by it's touch
Haunted by it's memory
Tempted.
Written by
Jami Morton
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