Dear Backstabber

February 1, 2011
I know you're out there,
my eyes can see the shadows.
Somewhere near yet nowhere.

Dear Heart-breaker,
I heard the muffled footsteps
Something shallow and awkward

Dear Backstabber,
You're not intimidating!
I hear you scream, yet, I don't whimper.
Something's crawling on the wall, with claws and fangs.

You? Is it not!
Or, someone like you, with amber eyes.
Under the dirty, soil stained sheets.





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