Tormenting and stalking, is that your game?

Lurking in the shadows, hiding under the stairs,

Watching each movement, long lingering stares.

Your victim tries to run, your victim tries to hide,

Feeling your presence, wondering if you got inside.

Terror abounds, an unveiled threat,

Obsession never stops, it’s equal is never met.

-Margi C.

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