You’re a stalker
A hawker, of misery,
Trying to get something
That you can’t achieve,
The love of a good person
But you’ve a possessive way,
Obsessive personality
That’s not attractive
When it comes out on display,
Time to stop this
Time to leave good souls alone,
You will reap the misery
That you have chosen to sow.
You’re a stalker
A hawker, of misery,
Your lies and deceit
Will never impress me,
And will always see you on your own
Because what you do is freaky.
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