The watch, by Mandy Leah | poems, essays, and short stories in Poeticous

Mandy Leah

Mandy Leah

The watch

I watch you

Do you see me

Following with my eyes

Handsome, tall

With a vampires grin

Do you see me

Starring...

I hear you talk

I think maybe

You see me

I like your evil

I like your style

Yeah...

You see me

I know

Your weakness

I can see

...them

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