Annicita's Poetry, Short Stories & Thoughts: Fidget III

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Thursday, October 18, 2012

Fidget III

I leave quickly to avoid recognition later Turn my head as I pass security cameras Wait in the shadows darkness my company Hairs raise on my arms He's near! Feel the tip of the blade against my finger Alone he quickly walks towards me to his death whistling a happy tune I wait until he passes Sign in to see full entry.

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