The Infiltrator

Posted: March 20, 2010 in Uncategorized

I am a figment of your imagination.

I am but a blade of grass that sways with the wind.

I am there, just outside of your peripheral vision.

I am that glimmer that you thought you saw.

I’m there when you think I’m not. And I’m not, when you think I am.

But you will never be sure.

You will always have that nagging doubt.

I will neutralize your sentry, and infiltrate your perimeter.

I will get the job done, no matter the cost.

Then I will melt back into the shadows.

And the only evidence of my passing shall become plain to you in the morning.

When you find your buddies in their foxholes.

With their throats slit.

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Comments
  1. maelfatalis is in the sky with diamonds says:

    nice one ace. You just gave me the chills.

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