Eye on Me

As I read, you watch me

Sitting in my bed.

Pastas I read with much contempt.

Filling me with dread.

You feed,

You fill,

You engorge yourself

With nothing but my fright.

You become stronger;

Much, much larger.

And watch me with greedy eyes.

For you wait for your chance...

To take me.

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Credited to Meldin263

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