Caution

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Smiles and kisses, embraces that last a lifetime
How can this joy be a crime?
His words so soothing, so calming
There's so little that I know, but do I really want to know?
The mystery captures me, lures me in
Yet it seems that I am standing in darkness
Treading with confidence, I've no fear of what lies ahead
Careful she whispers, be careful she cautions
The pained screams of his victim haunt me, yet I don't hear them at all
What can I trust? But people change
All words are false promises, must I need to be proven wrong?
As I sharpen my spear, I feel a change in the wind, something stirs in the distance
My body is alert, I can feel the adrenaline in my veins
For now I tread with caution that I am in the lion's den.

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