Bobby, a poem

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Bobby

Silken eyes staring at me
Talking in my head
He's even there in my dreams
Restless in my bed

Doesn't like anyone
Telling me all these lies
Sitting up I my room
Never allowed to try

His skin is rotting
Sending me in fear
Telling me his story
Ignoring all my tears

Why won't he go away?
I don't want all this pain
He's invading me and my life
Driving me insane!

A/N-I'm not good at poems.

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