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Dec 2015
His Eyes
like knives
are hunting you
a creepy stare
******* you
you’re just waiting
for a train
his eyes like knives
still remain
on your *******
down to your thighs
circling back
up toward your eyes
in his mind
he’s pinned you down
you recognize
his hunting ground
you slink away
into the crowd
like a cat you raise your back
extend your claws you turn,
attack...
a Jaguar cat you escape
this unknown man's
hunting ground
you are on your mountain now...
and, you're now safe, and sound.
This poem is copyrighted and stored in author base. All material subject to Copyright Infringement laws
Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove December 11th, 2015
TigerEyes
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TigerEyes  I live in my imagination
(I live in my imagination)   
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