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No Turning Back
I close my eyes
And I can see the golden eye looking at me. I think to myself
“Why me.”
Then I stop,
Because I remember that it can read my thoughts.
The golden eye
Is like a lace wing with yellow eyes
That can see everywhere.
It is the all knowing eye.
I try to run
Because I know it needs me for something,
Even though I don’t know what,
It can’t be good.
It never is.
I start running faster,
But there’s no escaping.
The golden eye will just get inside my head.
I can hear it
Whispering something
In an ancient language. It starts getting louder and louder
Until
I am on my knees screaming.
Then it’s silent,
I’m silent.
I get up
And start walking,
But it’s not me walking,
The golden eye is pulling me back.
I try to fight it
But it’s too strong.
There is no turning back now.
It’s over!
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