I'm watching,
I'm always next to you,
But you can't see me.
See you thought,
You sucked the life out of me.
But you only caught my worst nightmares.
I'm slowly draining you,
By odds.
I feed.
I feed off of your own,
Self-hatred and greed,
Emptiness.
The worse,
The more pointless your life gets,
The happier and the better mine is.
I'm the voice you can't forget,
I'm the face you refuse to see,
But can't help to.
I'm dead in your past,
Yet,
Haunting your future.
All you see,
Demons,
Little gifts from me.
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