WHEREVER YOU GO

He knows wherever you go, he knows,

You travel far to keep a distance.

Hiding only gives you a slight chance to breathe,

He can sense your fear, your thoughts are heard.

You must stay as far away as possible,

He's somewhere, does he hear you, is he near?

You should have never smiled when he caught your eyes,

The evil in him, his wanting for you is like a drug.

 Wherever you go, a trail is for him to know,

 With the wind, he can smell your scent or your fear.

 This is for you, a prison of sorts,

No place can you hide, keep moving or someday 
He will find you.

                           Keith Garrett

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