Wake UP --
And smell
The coffee
Wake UP --
And inhale
The bile
Of stalker's --
Statements
Over stalker's --
Behaviors
After-affects
Toxic & vile
I do hope --
He's proud
Of himself
I do hope --
Someone
Received
Pure joy
From this
Otherwise --
It's such
A waste
Of damages
One stalker --
Decided
He had --
To create.
By Lady Lost
Copyright © 2002
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