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The stalker eyes her from across the bar,
Patiently he awaits her to walk to her car.
He knows she wants him, but he doesn't know how,
A feeling inside tells him he must act now.

He chooses carefully, who he will violate,
Always making sure he will dominate.
An urge to control, which he can't contain,
Forever assures Hell will be his domain.

Alas she gets up, and approaches th door,
He tries to fight it, but he's losing the war.
He grabs her from behind, and gains control,
Once again he has violated his parole.

The tension mounts, his heart bangs in his chest,
Oh, dear God, won't you lay his soul to rest.
He finally gives in, his heart continually pounds,
A witness has seen, and a siren now sounds.

A car rushes up, and blue lights flash,
Immediately he blames it on his past.
An officer cuffs him, and his arrest is made,
The crime has been committed, the price will be paid.



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