Elena's Humming Soul

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Stalking Me

It's gripping me all over again
like a skin I can't scratch off;
slashing my soul like a thin blade -
it's every power oozing
like blood from a wounded flesh
and bones are chilled
to death

Eversince stalking me
like a shadow
this dreadful thing
I call "Fear."

By: Elena Maria Parcon copyright 2003

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