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It's About A Stalker

Wearing the shadows
And a smile, nothing but
Waiting for her
With optic lenses
Tree bark heart he sat on
He could see her
She didn't know
Just a silhouette in a maple
He cared enough to bring flowers
Roses in one hand
"Raised" in the other
And when the lights dimmed
His smile was bigger than ever

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