There are some things that not even time can erase and other things that will never fade. They reside in steps from your memory and wait upon the weakest moments to indulge with you. Pressed against a wall with no where to go. I closed my eyes tight and tried not to breath but he sniffed me out and I knew he had me from the get go. His shingles were hard to manage and walking on such delicate surface with no shoes made it even harder to not go manic. What made me your target? Don't get me wrong. I wouldn't want you pulling this shit on any girl. But.. was my odor that bait? How easy was I?
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