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Stranger

My behavior is dangerous.
You’d better steal away.
I might infect you with confusion.

Being a lost soul I feel like a criminal, a sinner.
I find I’m wanton. I can’t help being the predator.
I need sweet relief.

If I come for you don’t let your guard down.
Pray I don’t sabotage your soul.
I don’t mean to prey on the weak.

The cycle of my demeanor is unpredictable.
I beseech your compassion to penetrate my soul.
Please slow the anxiety living in my heartache.

Send angels to heal my fever.
Teach me your ways of meditation.
Guide me to a safe quiet place where waves of comfort flood the soul.
Written by Elenore
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