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When I am consumed by the lion's roar.

Jackals baying for my blood in a cotton wool world lined with glass,

To rip and gauge, I bathe my wounds in sleep, in sanctuary

knowing,

The next door is right behind the war!

There are lives behind the devil and she is driven!

Who am I against her toxic breath!

Who am I against her Barbie smile.

I lift my nose to the air and breathe in her
Weakness,

For she,
the darker side
Of me!



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Jackal
Date: Thursday, 1st October 2015 @ 09:44:18 AM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry

Contributed By: Northernlights
Where is the softness of life,

When I am consumed by the lion's roar.

Jackals baying for my blood in a cotton wool world lined with glass,

To rip and gauge, I bathe my wounds in sleep, in sanctuary

knowing,

The next door is right behind the war!

There are lives behind the devil and she is driven!

Who am I against her toxic breath!

Who am I against her Barbie smile.

I lift my nose to the air and breathe in her
Weakness,

For she,
the darker side
Of me!





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