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An Ocean Of Lions

no more shall I
turn the other cheek
rather than respond swiftly
I will wait a week
I am far too violent for this world
far more violent than any animal in the wild
where did I get this hot temper, this fire style?
I fear I cannot control this volcano inside me
I know too well how to hurt somebody quickly
where did I develop these instincts, it scares me
I will not apologize for this blood lust
where did I get this gorilla elephant strength?
patience, wisdom, an ocean of lions
patience, wisdom, the science of fighting
my blood lust grows quiet as I grow more violent
Written by BoFantastic
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