She doesn't know I follow her, <br />with evil thoughts in mind. <br />She doesn't know I've plans for her, <br />that really are not kind. <br />She doesn't know what I've in store, <br />how painful this can be. <br />She doesn't know that she's to fear, <br />a wicked man like me. <br />She doesn't know that this shall be, <br />a walk she'll make alone. <br />She doesn't know to tell her friend, <br />that she's not coming home. <br />She doesn't know she never thought, <br />that she could meet this fate. <br />And by the time that she finds out, <br />a gasp it is to late. <br />But she doesn't know...<br /><br />saint cynosure ( Ken Bennight )<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/she-doesn-t-know/
