My life with Serial
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Last published Thu, May 26, 2016
I'm that person you always fear
Right there, everywhere
Behind I could be but you keep looking
You then realize by looking at the first letter of each sentence, so go on look
You may not see me, but I'm there, ready to strike. You may be my next victim and you may not. I warn you to not run because you'll be easier to catch... Don't cry because that will make me stronger... Don't scream because that's easier for me to steal your soul... I'm Rosemary- and I'm a Serial killer!
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