They
They come in the night.
They come when you're alone, unexpectedly.
They come in day light...
You see yourself running from them again...
You know they're lurking around, patiently...
Waiting to attack.
Without your knowledge they make you their puppet...
Marking their territory; day and night.
Deep in the woods, in the dark;
They flow like water streams.
They will destroy what they can, and rebuilt bridges.
They call your name!
They call...
Letting you know where you belong.
Smelling your weakness as they get stronger.
Hiding in the shadows of the light.
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