The following instant is precious,
The succeeding decision is a game-changer.
The next moment is an astonishment,
Because it is statically anonymous,
With a clue of speculative suspire.
Reckon the aura, he had moved,
Like the psychopath, he demoed himself to be, and so, I was too?
Existed my judgment of him in a snap of bits,
Or was it a hunch compelling me to be vigilant?
What does he want?
I never get along to cognize,
As I was never there to witness any longer.
I knocked him out with a heavy sigh,
Soothe unsuspected to the prophecy penned,
Overthinking had consumed me amply,
My psyche was not in my control.
I scarper from the incident,
And left him vexed,
Left him unconscious.
I was... the echt psychopath.
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Posted on: 03 Feb, 2022.
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