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I look out from behind camouflage
You don’t see Me watching you
I am the evil that you seek
I smell you, you reek with unnatural aromas
You thought I was innocent?
I am the evil that you seek
My muscles quiver with adrenaline
You are unaware of my stalking you
My first touch a might swipe
That brings you to your knees
Now you pray to the God you had
Before you switched for fashion
You played at what for me was deadly passion
I taste your sweat drenched flesh
What was your last thought?
What should I say?
I have no regrets!

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