IllusionsA Poem by @_av_poetryKindness should never be mistaken for weakness.People smell the blood in my wounds And like sharks they circle the prey. All I have to say to them is: “Come out, come out to play.” There is a beast deep in my soul. Like a predator it lingers. If you touch my soul with dirty hands, It will bite off your fingers. There is more to me than the naked eye sees I am more than a tamed child. I have a side that you don’t want to meet, A side that’s raw and wild. If I look like a lamb to you, I warn you, make sure you look twice. I am the damn lion, And lion’s teeth will slice. © 2019 @_av_poetryReviews
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3 Reviews Added on April 27, 2019 Last Updated on April 27, 2019 Author@_av_poetryUnited KingdomAboutWriting is my life. It keeps me sane. My biggest hope is that my writing can make an impact in someone's life, even if it means it will just make someone smile or shed a tear. more..Writing
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