in the dead of the mall

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down deserted aisles i walk,
i know just how quietly they stalk.
all alone, all by myself,
don't know what's hiding behind each shelf.

but my heart is still beating,
and my blood they start needing.
i am running fast now,
but catching me is they're only vow...





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