ControlledA Poem by OctavianAlways watched, always followed, no matter where you go. They have you by the chain and always are in control.
The president of stealth
You come upon our domain Invisible: ghost; roaming within shadows Vile, cold and merciless… You par as assassin You enthrall our minds, bend our lives Premier the weather forecast of your haven We cringe and tremble to your name Fear the night of sightless figures We are your pawns You are our Kings; wielding life and death Use us, we are expendable We never neglect your name Nor do we wane its weighed game Still we contradict its control Yet you chain our minds Reap our hearts And turn friends to enemies Our skulls reflect honor Our morals endure torment You call upon the forest as we are your slaves For you are the predators As we are the cattle © 2014 OctavianAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on February 8, 2014 Last Updated on February 8, 2014 Tags: Controlled, Scary, poem AuthorOctavianKentwood, MIAboutHello, Im a very optomistic guy who loves to be creative on just about anyday. I love being outside and being athletic and listening to people of all kinds and helping others. I love to write, draw an.. more..Writing
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