For all
to see.
It’s there
for all
to see.
Reflection
of human
nature.
Watching.
Raw,
uncivilized
animal.
Violent
animal
for all
to see.
Reflection.
Self reflection,
nature of
the beast.
All else
pales.
Pales in
comparison.
Watching the
beast,
the animal.
Bubbled
up raw.
Dredging
the past.
Violent past.
Bringing up,
surfacing.
How much
further?
- Author: John Prophet (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 17th, 2020 08:29
- Category: Unclassified
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