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here he lurks behind a bin eating a ham sandwich with a rugged coat and a beard to match. here he lurks behind a shrub drinking some lemonade which was sour and deathly and his personality too. here he lurks behind a truck closer now as you can now see him and he can see you too. here he lurks behind at your front gate smoking a cigarette and creeping closer with each short breath. here he lurks behind your door now no one was home except for you and he knew. hes not lurking anymore as you feel his warm breath on your neck and a cold blade against your throat with bittersweet whispers in your ear and you didnt feel anymore.
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Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 8:04 AM UTC
lurking.
here he lurks behind a bin eating a ham sandwich with a rugged coat and a beard to match. here he lurks behind a shrub drinking some lemonade which was sour and deathly and his personality too. here he lurks behind a truck closer now as you can now see him and he can see you too. here he lurks behind at your front gate smoking a cigarette and creeping closer with each short breath. here he lurks behind your door now no one was home except for you and he knew. hes not lurking anymore as you feel his warm breath on your neck and a cold blade against your throat with bittersweet whispers in your ear and you didnt feel anymore.
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Two-Spirit
Jul 6, 2016
Jul 6, 2016 at 8:04 AM UTC
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