It Follows
Why do you run from me so?
can you not see there is nowhere else to go?
you shine your light so bright in the night
yet cannot yield yourself from delights
that come and go
to grow somewhere else
to be eaten in the dark
the song of the lark cannot reach you
and I will follow
I will follow you
always
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