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.:*Stalker*:.
Contributed by
LoSt4yOu
on
Saturday, 24th July 2004 @ 10:41:50 PM in AEST
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Wherever I go I feel his presence
I know he’s lurking off in the distance
I can smell the scent of evil breath
Vision those piercing eyes
Hear that deep, threatening whisper
Feel his cold touch that sends chills
Of disgust to race down my spine
He captures each and every movement
Destroys every moment of this precious life
Yearning for a second to spend alone
But his eyes are always
Watching,
Waiting,
Stalking.
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LoSt4yOu
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2004-07-24 22:41:50]
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Re: .:*Stalker*:.
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by TwistedCage on
Saturday, 24th July 2004 @ 11:12:47 PM AEST
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That was a cool read. A little disturbing, but cool just the same...
I can't decide wether I would prefer the word 'stench' over 'scent' or not?
~I can smell the stench of evil breath~
Just a suggestion |
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Re: .:*Stalker*:.
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by shelby on
Sunday, 25th July 2004 @ 06:59:06 PM AEST
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I hope this isnt a for real life ordeal for you but having been there this seems very real too me you captured this great
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