Allan J. Renaldo

Stop


Everyone,
Looking at me.
Stop it!
Just stop it!
Please!
Their eyes are glass,
Their hearts are stone,
They're coming for me,
They're destroying my soul.
Everything,
Looking at me.
Stop it!
Just stop it!
Please!


Stop,
breathe quietly,
do not speak,
put the blinkers on,
you can’t see them now,
hide and they won’t see you.
(A one to six progression)



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