Stalker... Poem by Brittany Sczech

Stalker...



every time
he gets a bruise

every game
he seems to lose

every minute
of the day

every step
hes gotta take

every toy
he ever owned

every note
hes ever wrote

every night
he goes to sleep

every secret
hes to keep

every thing
he finds fun

I know all
that he has done...

Friday, January 21, 2011
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