Télépopmusik

Ambushed

Télépopmusik
This is the time I hate.
Still, and quiet. Watching,
Waiting for them to make their move at night.
Waiting for them to make their attack.
Will they come, or won't they?
One really never knows until it's actually happened.
And, then, all over with.
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