Running forward,
Looking back,
I feel eyes upon me,
I look around but cannot see.
What is hiding in the shadow?
Who is after me, I don’t know?
I can feel the evil in the air,
I can feel the stare.
It doesn’t matter which way I go,
Closing in on me I know,
I cannot escape,
My terrible fate.
They’ll find my bones in the spring,
And...
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