The cloaked entity is roaming—
Maybe it's waiting, maybe it's watching—
So I'll make sure that my joints were all fixated
For its possible lethal combustion.
It's getting near, the ground stayed sheer—
For I'm here flattening the firm fear
Maybe it's calling, maybe it's taunting—
To my chase into the shadows.
And till it found me and I ran and stumbled
Till it abruptly clutched my dainty entity—
Maybe it'll just warn me... or maybe that's not what it can only do—
But I'm not partaking the mere chances; for I shall face its parading felony.
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Final Amends; Short Poems ✔️
PoetryBook 3 of the "Short Poems" series. - - - "I could easily and hopelessly fall- although I'll release my all." - - - (NOTE: THE TITLES OF THE POEMS WERE ALL GOT INTENTIONALLY CAPITALIZED ON THE FIRST LETTER OF EACH WORD FOR AESTHETIC PURPOSES.) Copyr...
