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Poetic T Feb 2015
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It sees you, smells your *fear.

Breathing your *essence
of what
You see beneath the darkness
Above the light.
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It tastes your moments as
They come closer, near, it
Tastes the sweat that drops from
Upon high, tasted frenzy of
The emotion called fear.
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It hears your heart, beating
From afar erratic but clear, you
Breath out, it exhales it in, ecstasy
Upon it senses it captures and
You sense stolen beats, cough
And again it beats, shaken but never
Knowing it was a beat of fear stolen.
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Its upon you, never seen, its been here
A while toying with your sanity,
Eyes erratically swerve as if to miss
Something but **Sshhhh... its near..
Sshhh its already here...

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