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like a prey, they wait...
They're hungry.
Hungry in their dark eyes,
Hungry in their whistles,
Hungry in their agonizing movements,
And they're waiting...
Waiting to take the girl out of her,
leaving her stripped bare...
Hungry in their dark eyes,
Hungry in their whistles,
Hungry in their agonizing movements,
And they're waiting...
Waiting to take the girl out of her,
leaving her stripped bare...
Published 18th Dec 2013
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18th Dec 2013 5:08pm
18th Dec 2013 6:10pm
18th Dec 2013 7:13pm
a world fraught with predators
is a dangerous one. Although I like
the double entendre of the poem,
the subject matter is disturbing, and
perhaps, shakes the reader up a bit,
which is not a bad thing to do.
is a dangerous one. Although I like
the double entendre of the poem,
the subject matter is disturbing, and
perhaps, shakes the reader up a bit,
which is not a bad thing to do.
18th Dec 2013 10:42pm
So often I overhear people saying "I'd rather not hear about it." And it occurred to me that most humans would rather sit thru something & pretend nothing of the sort is at all happening. We seclude ourselves from 'sensitive' issues where those issues are ones we should be acting on. That's what I think.
Thank you, jag. Always a pleasure to shake people up a bit - it let's me know they're hot-blooded still. xxx
Thank you, jag. Always a pleasure to shake people up a bit - it let's me know they're hot-blooded still. xxx
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18th Dec 2013 10:56pm
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