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Monologue On Alien

Satisfactory Essays

Escape Trees, trees, trees Branches, sticks, leaves Whipping, gashing, slashing at my arms I can't get away no matter how fast I run Tripping, falling, crawling on the floor Ragged cuts, tattered clothes, jagged breathing as I start to slow My eyes are heavy, my vision blurred Distant images start to stir He's right behind me, he's catching up I have to keep moving but my legs have had enough Getting dizzy about to pass out, a distant figure starts to stand out A distant scream, a whispered plea, I can't believe it came from me Pulse is racing, a feeling of hands, a gentle hush as I'm helped to stand It's him, he's caught me, please strength don't leave me yet Let me be anything but his sullied pet I have to leave, I have to get away, I

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