Thoughts On a Stalker
It started out small
A slight blown out of proportion
Had the parties involved known
That the intended was not quite right
Perhaps the reins would have been pulled
But it snowballed and grew disproportionately
The woman's mania roiled and boiled past boundaries
One stalked person became two, four, now nearly a dozen
Anyone who holds a common interest or speaks in a similar manner
Is tacked on to the malicious story within the woman's sick, twisted mind
For those innocently pulled into the sticky venus trap contrived
My sadness for their harassment seems so very endless
Perhaps her illness will be seen and treated
Before the woman's mind snaps
And people are hurt
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