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Guild

Guild.
Pain.
Fear.
Creeping up behind me
Following me
Always,
Stalking me.
Closing in around me.
Never giving up,
after all these years.
Close.
Closer.
So close.
Guild.
Unexpected and yet
expected.
Always close.
Always right there.
Behind me,
but also right before.
Creeping closer.
Closer and closer.
Reaching for my throat.
Strangling.
Attacking.
Killing.
Written by marauder_robijn
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