Dear Stalker
Dear Stalker
I need some space.
Was that you in the black car?
I enjoyed the chase,
but you went a little to far
removing my breaks.
Writting this is really hard..
but I don't feel safe..
so I put it in the card
with the birthday cake
Its not you its me.
you'll move on.
I, ran into the tree
You've done nothing wrong
I completely blame this wreck on me.
-Stalkee
Copyright © Frederica Coleman | Year Posted 2012
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