Under Control

Poem By K4me Enahreb

I got
A scorpion’s face
That changes
And become tender
When needed

Even while taking a step
Can’t hide my feelings
No matter
If it is good or better

Something is controlling me
I will live and try to know what might be
Or Under whose control I am in

june 2005

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