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Shudders running up my spine,
It's deafening
There it is
Those words
Filled with such hatred and malice
I can barely breathe
My sanity leaves my soul
I can't function
It cripples me
All of my talents
My ambitions
Demolished
By the likes of a wannabe
Like a carbon copy
She becomes me
I try to run
Crying shamelessly on
My mother's shoulder
How will I espape this torture!
She will always try to compete with me
She will always follow my talents
And make them become her own. . .
I can't get away
I am doomed for a lifetime
With a pathelogical liar
Nipping my tired heels
I can't do this anymore
I am going insane
I'm followed,
I'm threatened,
I'm scared
I'm being slandered,
I'm being hurt,
I'm made to cry
I'm sad,
I'm angry,
I'm confused.
It's working
Her plan is working
I am becoming comsumed
With anxeity
Because I have a
STALKER
And she will follow me all of her days. . .
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Posted by parisbebe on 2008-04-18 01:10:09 | Rating: | Views: 147
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