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A poem on Bella thinking Victoria is coming to get her at night when she's alone.She lets her imagination run away with her.

I thought this was a bit creepy you tell me.

3. Chapter 3

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I can feel it in the air

Traumatizing my senses

Nature is not fair

It wishes to teach you no lessons

Thick and lush

Floral and cultivating

Brought to the surface with a blush

The temptation so aggravating

Tendrils of the deepest blue run bellow the surface

Rhythm changing with every beat

But to me it has a single purpose

To meet my teeth