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Jul 2014
Blood so red, sympathy so dead.
Lion roars surging through my veins.
So sick of proclaims, heart pumping like wings of an eagle.
Step back or be trampled over.
My anger drives me like gunpowder to a bullet.
Any comments will be answered with "shove it!"
You can't stop me, unless a thousand men tied me down tight, after a huge fight.
Don't flip my switch to predator.
I will hunt you down & destroy you.
This pathetic society is no obstacle unless I let it be.
When you make me angry I will step on, walk through or climb up whatever to get to my destination.
When my anger hits, my eyes flicker to animal & I grow bigger.
As my anger leaves I feel weak, vulnerable, sympathetic & lost.
Tears so blue, how could I do this to you, wolf cries echoing through my veins, heart so small beating like a baby's eyelashes, hold me, please I'm so weak.
Please comment if you can relate.
Beautiful Shame
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Beautiful Shame
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