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Im not being watched
Im being hunted
Like prey in the wild
Except theres no where to run
Im trapped in here, forever
Theres no escape, theres no where to hide
No where to hide but blend into the shadows
Shadows of my darkness
They watch me as prey when my back is turned
I cant see them when I look behind me
I can see me
I only see them when I look in the mirror
They watch me with siren eyes
Watching for me to fall into their claws
Waiting
Patiently
Till the day I give in
In the wild they call it the circle of life
I call it, the hunt of existence
About the Creator
Chxse
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