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Stalkers Creed

Don't think me weird it's creepy at the very least, I simply use your body for my eyes to feast. For every little change your gentle body makes, I'll remember it, the mental snapshot that my brain just takes. I follow you through every place you've ever stood, I live across the street in your own neighborhood. I remember every choice, every simple, good deed. You see I only live by the Lonely Stalker's Creed.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 4/10/2016 2:46:00 AM
John Burdine, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. **LINDA**
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Date: 3/11/2010 3:13:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup John. I also wish you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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Date: 3/10/2010 9:22:00 PM
creepy and interesting..i like it! then again i always like the odd and out here the normal things..well..are just normal! lol
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Date: 3/10/2010 7:41:00 PM
A great poem with mystery, enjoyed...
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