Cold eyes, glassy and staring,
Slide slowly across,
Like a security camera,
Emotionless and remote.
They stop with chilling abruptness
Like a gasp, never heard,
A beam that freezes you in place.
The frayed lace stirs slowly
As the head follows.
Target acquired.
Tag Archives: Possession
Possession
By emtwytte
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