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Så. Jag hade tråkigt och kände för att skriva något. Jag tweetade att jag ville att någon skulle skicka ett ord till mig. Ordet jag fick var "fear". Så, here you go! Det är inte säkert att det är perfekt engelska eller att den ens är bra.


Fear me

Fear me. Love me. Hate me. Desire me. Feel me.
Feel anything for me passionately.
Cry because of me for I am the most despicable creature on earth.
Be hurt. Be miserable. Be envious. Touch me. Cry.
Look only at me.
I won't let you go.
For loving you, you must think I'm disgusting.
These brown eyes are staring at you constantly.
They know what you do.
They see you breath.
They see your heart beat faster.
The sound of that heartbeat, I hate it.
Why are you not dead?
That way you won't leave me.
Even though it kills you, I won't end this selfish love of mine.
These eyes are staring at you deeply.
They know what you do.
They see you breath.
They see your heartbeat.
Those eyes are watching me.
They see me laugh.
They see me for me.
Stop lying. Lie down on the floor.
Watch me closely as I sit down next to you.
See the knife in my hand and the satisfaction in my eyes.
These eyes are staring at you madly.
They know what you do.
They see you tremble.
They see you die.




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Publicerad 2012-12-19 18:30



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