My Beautiful White LionA Poem by icelandicblue
Rage consumes you
my beautiful white lion, lying exposed on the scorched savannah, seeking a mirage of relief in the potions of witch doctors has poisoned your soul. Alone, padding heavily around your fallen kingdom your keening roar paints the horizon in shades of black. I fear the sunset is upon us. © 2013 icelandicblueFeatured Review
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8 Reviews Added on February 16, 2013 Last Updated on February 16, 2013 AuthoricelandicblueBostonAboutI do not accept any new friend requests unless we have read and commented on each others poetry. No exceptions. I have enough homework as it is. I expect reciprocity in our exchanges. Read my work and.. more..Writing
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