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Foreboding
Is it the predator in you
That causes my heart to sink
To the plumbed depths of the ocean,
When of you I chance to think?
Pale watered blue eyes attack me
Even in my nightmares
I cannot escape your grim grasp
And no one but me cares.
This sinking sensation is fear,
Also part foreboding.
Why can't you just leave me alone?
I feel I'm corroding.
But no, you must destroy me first,
Before you feel sated.
I just can't seem to stop the thought
That events are fated.
