Wednesday, December 1

Filthy, menacing


They call you filthy,
Notorious for your vulgar talk, known for your wild walk
But to me you're beautiful, despite one hell of a twisted soul
You're in disguise, I know, I can see through the angst in your eyes
If they'd just take a closer look, they'd find compassion buried deep inside
They call you menacing,
But you're just like anyone else, alive and well
Save for differences you don't quite understand
What you are is yin and yang, both the sun and the moon
You've got the cruel world in the palm of your hands
If only you knew, you steal breaths as you enter the room

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