watching from the corners
studying from afar
I am the truest of the stalkers
What I do is art
I've seen you lay it on the line
I've seen them rip your haert
And as I long to reach
out to the abyis
That is yourself
We are really strangers
but my subject I will miss
miss you like
the deer I've watched fall
fall down and die
It will never have the life that it
could live
Your stuck here and your frozen
stuck between the light
and the darkness calling to you
"give in, Give in" it whispers
deep into the night
accept it
embrace it
I'm what you'll find
As I watch you from afar
but am I really
so far away
or sitting close
breathing on your neck
watching
waiting
and contemplating
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Unfinished MIA!!!!!!!!
Written March 15th, 2006
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I'm honored and....scared. Paronoid Is the right word I guess. Well as always it is simply astounding. I want to say its your best....but all your poems are your best. They keep getting better. Keep writing Chrissy. I'm serious.
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