Deviant Tart

StalkerI race and turn, Is he still there I wonder, Am I staring death in the face, My Feet pound on the ground, Harder as I go, My Face lifts As I struggle to go on, I see him behind me now, Floating through the dark reaches of every shadow, On every block of the sidewalk, Steadily, easily, I become sucked into his shadow, Stabbed and pierced, Then spit out of it as a soulless corpse...Stalker
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"The belly of the beast you know 'um from it, I wrap it in a towel , here go my pal in the stomach, And I be on my green like irish Springs and I coast Fudge with it get a mouth full of soap."
-I Gotcha, Lupe Fiasco
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"The belly of the beast you know 'um from it, I wrap it in a towel , here go my pal in the stomach, And I be on my green like irish Springs and I coast Fudge with it get a mouth full of soap."
-I Gotcha, Lupe Fiasco
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