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Lost [H.S]
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Last published Tue, Mar 28, 2017
lost
You can't hide from him. He keeps coming. You run, and hide. Don't speak. Stay hushed.
He found you. You can't hide forever, not from him.
"Don't hide from me." He screams.
You couldn't, and you know this. You don't know who you are anymore. You've lost everything you thought you had finally found. Everything. Even your voice and yourself. Again.
But he's not leaving...
He's found you...
But you're lost.
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