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Author: A. Sparrow
Fiction Rated: K - English - General/General - Reviews: 2 - Published: 08-16-04 - Updated: 08-16-04 - id:1695108
I will haunt your dreams.
I will follow you, day and night,
Remember me for the nights.
Because they're cold, bitter
But I'll be lying in my bed
And you in yours
With me in your head.
You can't ignore me.
Try your best,
But know this, I will be there.
I will follow you,
Even when you are alone, know that I am there
Right there, with you, watching.
Ever-present. Don't deny it.
I threw this black lace veil over your eyes.
Tied it tight around your head.
Bound it.
Just try to get it off.
I dare you.
Your thoughts are my streets I will wander; believe me, I am a wanderer.
I am the bricks on your street
Paved.
Try to smash the bricks.
Just try.
I dare you.
If your mind is a dance floor
Then I shall dance across it
Even if I'm supposed to sit out.
Can't make me sit out.
I'll be there.
I will dance.
I'm watching.
Wandering.
I am the wanderer of your dreams.


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