Serial Killer

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I cannot escape

I cannot hide

I lock my thoughts and fears inside.

I look again, and now I see

The evil eyes approaching me.

My legs are ripped; my arms are torn

My conscience weak; my soul is worn

I think aloud, "Why must this be?"

The evil eyes now killing me...

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