It Waits For You
It watches you in the darkness
It peers at you, watching your every move
Waiting to pounce.
It moves swiftly and quietly through the jungle
Staying hidden, always beneath a clove of trees
You will never find it.
Its yellow eyes haunt you
Searching into your soul, looking for your darkest secrets
It will find them.
In the darkness it waits.
It follows you in the night
Brushing the dirt against your face, marking every step you take.
Every single step.
It sings in the breeze
Its haunting song, swimming through the trees
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