_____________________________________________ Just listening to the voices...

Friday, March 28, 2014

The leech

It grabs on to you, hangs on to you relentlessly. 
If you tuck at it, you hurt yourself.
You burn it, you kill it off.
Only one will survive.

After the blood has dried off, your skin have withered, it then, stealthily trail off. 
Off to another prey in the sunset..

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