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Submitted:Feb 26, 2013    Reads: 41    Comments: 4    Likes: 0   


To terminate your pretty quiet life

Someone is ready to stab you with his knife

Your every move is being watched

By the one whose emotions are completely lost

You no longer would feel safe in your own house

'cause soon is gonna begin the chase between cat and mouse

Just to add to your fear he wears the mask

It's hard to run away for he is too fast

Your attempts may fail but he never will

For he is not gonna stop until he completely kills

Locks are not gonna hold him much longer

You hopes would die but his will power would grow stronger

There has never been anyone who could uncover his face

His footsteps are such that are hard to trace

He must be out there searching new victims

No one can stop him for its his game which he always wins


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