Small, furry innocence
trusting fully in the kindness
of a lying stranger
struck down at random
in the wrong place at the wrong time
Pain, so much pain
Spasms from deep inside
until all was still
and far too quiet.
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Within the Chimera: a poetry collection
PoetryThis is the world where I grow my inner poet: no holds barred as long as I think it's safe for public consumption. All poems will be dated with the original creation date, so if I post things out of order (a highly likely occurrence), all my reader...
