Doppleganger
From the darkness there emerges a shadow
A shadow from the little things in life
The dark times and the torment of centuries
The pain and the agony in a momentum of torrents
The hatred seeping through its blood
The bloodlust so frightful it melts courage
Death just awaiting to collect the left overs
"I shall stalk you until you fear your every step. I shall catch you everytime you try to run, only to release you again for my pleasure to further torment you. I shall suck you dry of your every joyful memory and place nightmares of hellish creatures chasing you till your death. I shall carve into you the eyes of a zombie, so dead and full of despised hatred. I shall make sure your every heart beat serves only to add more weight to your feeling of doom. You cannot hide. You cannot even run. I am the nightmare of your own making. I am your damnation!"
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