Room of Portraits
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I sit in the middle
Of a room filled with portraits
Paintings from a time long-passed
I am paralyzed
So many faces
Eyes peering into my soul
They may seem harmless
So many others have been fooled!
But I know they are not
Their smiles, seemingly happy
Hide a darkness
That only I can see
Most think they are harmless
Nay, the overwhelming majority!
But I can see their truth
They lay in wait for their prey
Ready to strike at any moment!
If I move
If I tear my eyes away
They will awaken
I have nowhere to hide
It’s when you don’t look
That they make their move...
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