Watching,
Waiting,
Lingering.
In dark corners.
Where
no one will see.
They follow my footsteps
I’m never alone
No one to save me
No one knows my pain
Their laughing,
at me now.
They never go away
I’m haunted!
Watching,
Waiting,
Lingering.
In dark corners.
Where
no one will see.
They follow my footsteps
I’m never alone
No one to save me
No one knows my pain
Their laughing,
at me now.
They never go away
I’m haunted!
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