The Inevitable
 

I huddle here in the corner of my closet
  Praying I will not hear your footsteps
searching for me
I huddle here in the corner of my closet
 Praying I will not hear your voice calling me
I huddle here in the corner of my closet
Lying in a fetal position waiting..........

 For the inevitable

                 ©1999

shaynamaydle

 

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