which leaves me in fear and aghast
It tends to harm me,
it sometimes threatens me
I live in my life in terror.
It follows me wherever I go,
It imitates whatever I do,
It often looks at my body,
with eyes red and glance shady.
I run back home with fear
it shoots me with whetted spear.
I fall down and I scream,
waking up I realise, it was my dream.
I contemplate what had me chasing,
it was nothing but my loneliness blazing.
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