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Jan 2011
It sees without really seeing
It hears us without being
It kills
It steals
It doesn't feel
It has only it's will
To fight
This night
Not caring what's wrong or what's right
Locked in
So tight
At the very brim of fright
It expands with a shallow sigh
It takes control of everything
This, sunken eye
(c) Steven Forrester
Steven Forrester
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Steven Forrester  32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ
(32/Non-binary/Tucson, AZ)   
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