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When you're being hunted, you don't
Realize it right away
But you know your heart knows
That
Those pinprick eyes don't lie
And you know to not turn around
Because that's when they
GET you.
You may not see
The thing that stalks
But you smell it
You hear its labored breath
--maybe your own--
And you
Smell
The musty smell of unclean
Filth
--maybe yours as well--
So you run
Because you know
--It will catch you in the end--
Its the only thing
That gives hope.
Realize it right away
But you know your heart knows
That
Those pinprick eyes don't lie
And you know to not turn around
Because that's when they
GET you.
You may not see
The thing that stalks
But you smell it
You hear its labored breath
--maybe your own--
And you
Smell
The musty smell of unclean
Filth
--maybe yours as well--
So you run
Because you know
--It will catch you in the end--
Its the only thing
That gives hope.
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Why are all my poems so morbid?
..
In fact, why are all my WRITINGS so morbid?
I'm not a morbid thinker D: I'm not a depressed person!
In fact, I'm very happy the way I am...
Stupid brain. >.<
..
In fact, why are all my WRITINGS so morbid?
I'm not a morbid thinker D: I'm not a depressed person!
In fact, I'm very happy the way I am...
Stupid brain. >.<
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Yes, Pen, I'M HUNTING YOU >8D lol XD jk