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Parasitic Life Form
Waiting fo you to stir
To pounce on good will
Sucking the energy
Out from your soul
With his misery
A grey silhouette
That follows light
His suffering
Becomes yours
A true parasitic life form
Never has good news
His troubles
Have no end
A different kind of stalker
That loves pain
Rains on every parade
A cloud that lingers
With dark intent
To bombard
His twisted view
A bitter heart
Acrid soul
That burns away
At anyone’s happiness
Because he’s alone
To pounce on good will
Sucking the energy
Out from your soul
With his misery
A grey silhouette
That follows light
His suffering
Becomes yours
A true parasitic life form
Never has good news
His troubles
Have no end
A different kind of stalker
That loves pain
Rains on every parade
A cloud that lingers
With dark intent
To bombard
His twisted view
A bitter heart
Acrid soul
That burns away
At anyone’s happiness
Because he’s alone
Published 5th Feb 2020
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Anonymous
5th Feb 2020 9:19pm
I've peeled my fair share of them off my skin. Good write, Colin.
5th Feb 2020 11:21pm
