Feral

Are you my enemy, my villain, my arch?
My foil diabolical, my ides of march?

Are you the fateful fulcrum that shifts my world?
Are you a wolf inside of a sheepskin curled?

Are you the line in sand I must not cross?
Are you glib & selfish, not giving a toss?

Are you steeped in hatred & looking to share?
Have you written off living ‘cause life’s unfair?

I try but I can’t wrap my head around you.
You’ve wasted my time for the last time, you shrew.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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