It

by Lisa Carter   Nov 20, 2006


Hate comes
From all around
If you don't stop it
Your love it found
People get messy
When under that spell
Killed by the Guilty
They're lives fell
Some people aim for it
Others shy away
Some people don't expect it
when it come that day
The fear that bestows us
as we linger around the floor
crazy as we make it seem
Your life it tore
From all around
It silently Creeps
as soon as you turn
the faster it leaps

Lisa Carter

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