Through the AlleyI see youThrough the Alley
in the dark of night, in the shadows hidden the light, dressed in you your evening gown, upon this only a frown, you hear my footsteps creeping further, for in my mind there was no murder, though you did not see this so, quicker your footsteps
seem to go, I became so close as to hear your heartbeat, to me this was indeed a special treat, for i knew all and knew you thought, this eve be your last though it was not, i felt you tremble
out of fear, for it was my breathing t
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Or maybe you'd turn into some hideous, madness plagued lunatic bent on preforming ghoulishly obscene acts of murder from which there is no conceivable redemption?
...Nope!
Damn.
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Marcus Abbott
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