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STALKER

I glance at her,

 the soft lights filled the room,

I dare not to look,

just the blurry image 

and her smell,

would hold me

for more one day 

BORDERLINE

I got scream,

gotta cry,

gotta run,

cut my hair

or maybe

cut my wrist,

Need to dig,

find, 

hide again,

I gotta live,

live, live,

 time is running 

so freaking fast

as I write this shit.

SUICIDE GIRL

When tears burn my face,

and pain take my hearth,

When light

is no longer bright,

I sink into my blood;

Why not

to be free again?

Why not

to let it go?

Why not to make myself

a first page

suicide girl?

BLOOD SEEKER (psychopath)

I cut the skin and as the skin is cutted

I can take the life and eat it with my eyes

Them I just stuck the dead meat

inside my dreams

and wake up to go to work

So I can do it again, again and again

next night, justice is in my hand,

I am the chosen one