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Join Date: Jun 2013
Posts: 523
Battle Record: 12-12=4
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"Begin today!'' That's all the note said as ''Tina'' woke up with the cold sweats is your door locked? Go check she sleeps naked but her soles wet 3rd time this week a random notes left she felt it was time to notify police what kinda of contriving creep will sneak inside her bedroom twice to peek must be someone battling demon ghost that would leave such notes There was no indication from where they came for who or may was it a threat who's to say vibes change as a pigeon landed on the window panes her tight brains pulsating like migraines but ''Times Saved'' hand written in bright paint Had it been meant for someone else? who would have to audacity to break in and touch my shelf Now Tina's wide awake she put's on her sneakers and gets startled by a hiding snake it escaped under the door how could it find its way looking around the room her minds a haze off meds for 5 days I can't call mom she says the things I say sound like im loosing screws sideways For a moment, she thought it was a message from gran'pa lou he smelled like a zoo before he died of the flu said honey go follow your dreams guidance is truth but ultimately she decided it was easier to ignore time while it flew fighting with dudes delicate tyrant but her mind is abused as she crumpled up the letters and threw them away you herd the muffle of a stalkers silent chuckle soothe in decay You know that tingly feeling you get on the back of your neck like a lines being stepped it hides in your breath I want to lie in her flesh just another creep hiding instead touching myself watching her rising from bed tina wasn't like other girls always tired and depressed when talking with her it's like Im fighting the stress like untying a knot of wires in a hoarders mess that's what you get when you place your heart in a hornets nest we only talk for a few minutes sometimes it's less behind a register or behind a desk silent cry's for sex she would never think the love I hides obsessed one day she will bear my children form is blessed You know I don't believe in sixth senses but I sneak in her room every night and place six letters the stalkers test... Last edited by brokenhal0; 02-08-2021 at 05:51 AM. |
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