Scorpio Piercing lazer beams for eyes They draw me in and hypnotize That velvet voice that lies and lies..... Those weapons of your fine disguise. They kill the ones who try to pry Behind the mask, to help inside The child who cries, alone, despised And wishes he could die, sometimes. Will he ever lift the mask? Reveal the shame, shake-off the past? Allow his heart to fill again With all God's Love, waiting for him? It's such a shame, in this big world To not choose Love, whatever form To turn your cheek from tender lips And slap the one whom you should kiss. THE END
Reason for writing:
Love turned Sour.
Birth sign: Not entered
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