Beings of untold stories
The words out their mouths
Blunt and fearful
The look on their faces
Stern and frightful
The glares they give
Cold and deadly
Unapproachable once or twice
Maybe for several months
Never imagined as nice
Stepping on their toes did not seem too wise
Miraculous gatherings
Opening of the hearts
Soft tender tales flows out of their lips
Secret wonders of getting things done
They seem like they could be
The witches of the darkest forest
The devils of the deepest hell
Your worst nightmares
But beneath all that, I believe
They are the warmest of hearts
The gentlest angels
Your sweetest memories
This is about...
...the bad cops' unspoken stories.
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 10:12 AM UTC
Beings of untold stories
The words out their mouths
Blunt and fearful
The look on their faces
Stern and frightful
The glares they give
Cold and deadly
Unapproachable once or twice
Maybe for several months
Never imagined as nice
Stepping on their toes did not seem too wise
Miraculous gatherings
Opening of the hearts
Soft tender tales flows out of their lips
Secret wonders of getting things done
They seem like they could be
The witches of the darkest forest
The devils of the deepest hell
Your worst nightmares
But beneath all that, I believe
They are the warmest of hearts
The gentlest angels
Your sweetest memories
This is about...
...the bad cops' unspoken stories.
In love with the scariest yet the most respected ones. The badasses.