dark figure
I still see him,
That dark figure,
The only thing that stands out on him was his white eyes and teeth,
He looked very tall and menacing,
He slouched as he got close to me,
He terrified me,
And I don't know why,
Danger leaked from him,
His aura screamed killer.
What was he?
I don't know.
I just knew,
If I didn't wake up,
I could be killed.
But even now,
I swear I see him in the corner of my eye.
Waiting for me,
Stalking me like prey.
a.b.
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A Beautiful Disaster
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