Sitting, waiting

Watching the clock

Waiting for the other shoe to drop

Everything is too still

Too quiet

The monster lurks

Just beneath the surface

Isn’t it always the case?

Once you get comfortable

He comes after you

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Filling my arsenal

Silently stalking his movements

Waiting, watching

Knowing he’s there

Is the demon outside

Or deep within me?

Waiting, preparing

Getting ready to fight

I’m not gonna loose again

I’m not gonna prove him right


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