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Through The Shadows

Under broken lights
I try to find my home
The darkness hinders
Its difficult getting through the shadows
There's only bad vibrations
Above celestial skies
In front bright red eyes
Its my devil coming for me
It smells my fear
Chases me
Plays with me like a cat
Playful but deadly
All that matters is I'm his
I will always be his
To do with what he wants
Guilty of being abnormal
A perfect victim
Less than human
Deserving of his attention


Written by AspergerPoet56
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