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You, you there

Who are you to follow me

Its like you are hunting my soul

I look you in your eyes

They are blue

You get close to me

I pick up the speed

So do you

I try to scream

No sound

My painful lungs let no noise escape

I run faster only to stop

You look me in the face

Just then you suck the soul from my body

You turned it limp

You love it

You kissed me

My lips have poison on it from your tainted life

You give me your life

There is horror in your life

Pain,

Sadness,

Love...

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