I didn't understand that woman's mind well.
But knew her strange presence was never swell.
She'd guess intimate details of my life.
—And had a knack for knowing of my strife.
Her intentions were so cryptic and dark.
She seemed fixated on me like a shark.
I became prisoner in the deep blue sea.
An injury befell me in an attempt to flee.
Hopefully, she never visits again.
I'd do my best to shut her out right then.
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Grains of Graphite Book 1
PoetryGrains of Graphite is a North American poetry collection focusing on a wide range of emotions, many of which are intimate.
