Paranoid
The mystery which never existed but repeated as they all talked about. It never occurred the scenes planted in their minds never played out. No one questions none gives answers they leave it the way They still fear stay clear paranoid of the stillness  They shiver when they hear the dogs barking They see shadows down the streetlight They don't forget their flashlight. They are all bound everyone regrets still stay at the edge The morning mist reminds them the mishap that never happened This morose neighbourhood waits for the rains to wash away the stains.
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
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