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Intruder
The bunker allows one person
If you know Im hiding there
Why are you trying to worsen
The barricade all around like a bear
Hungry for my tears ready to rip me apart
You will never find an unlocked door
I won’t let you intrude my poor heart
I fear it's too late; your eyes into mine bore
But then you growl like the bear you are
I hurry to push you out of my sacre...
Friday 15th November 2024 9:53 am
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