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The Stalker

I am here and very near to you dear, my peer who has time to rhyme in this grime while I peek, and seek to be meek with my gawking and stalking. You can't see all of ME, so I free instantly the hate that won't abate in my state of delusion and confusion, this illusion of us together, bird and feather. How you tease and then please what I freeze in memories as I dream of a theme that you seem to not need as I bleed for this seed you don't care to share. Don't ignore me! Can't you see that to be truly free you must sink to the brink of the stink that is mine to define as a sign of my love from above?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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Date: 2/8/2010 3:49:00 PM
Can't you see that to be truly free you must sink to the brink I love this line but did not understand the next one.
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