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Predator
You aren't quite like the predators in my dreams; but you brought the fear that comes along with them.
DUP is my safe place; was, my safe place. And You, You took that from me.
I have spent every night this week looking over my shoulder, and debating on whether or not I should delete my social media, and become a ghost, once again.
You claim it in the name of innocence, and curiosity; but it is neither. You said what you said to frighten me. And now, I am afraid all over again.
I look over my shoulder, and place my house keys between my knuckles when I take my dog out, in case someone is lurking somewhere in the absence of the moonlight. I wasn't afraid until now; and you; you are the one who made me afraid.
Maybe you are countries away, or oceans; or miles. I will never know, and I do not want to.
All I know is that I am afraid, and I am angry. You took DUP away from me; My safest space.
I am not safe. This is not a safe space. And for now, I'll continue to look over my shoulder.
I'll continue to palm my house keys as if they are weapons. I'll continue to sleep with every single light on in my bedroom. Because of you.
DUP is my safe place; was, my safe place. And You, You took that from me.
I have spent every night this week looking over my shoulder, and debating on whether or not I should delete my social media, and become a ghost, once again.
You claim it in the name of innocence, and curiosity; but it is neither. You said what you said to frighten me. And now, I am afraid all over again.
I look over my shoulder, and place my house keys between my knuckles when I take my dog out, in case someone is lurking somewhere in the absence of the moonlight. I wasn't afraid until now; and you; you are the one who made me afraid.
Maybe you are countries away, or oceans; or miles. I will never know, and I do not want to.
All I know is that I am afraid, and I am angry. You took DUP away from me; My safest space.
I am not safe. This is not a safe space. And for now, I'll continue to look over my shoulder.
I'll continue to palm my house keys as if they are weapons. I'll continue to sleep with every single light on in my bedroom. Because of you.
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