Life in Poetry (Translated Into English)

August 7, 2013
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I'm a weasel my sword is a serpents tongue

I am a shadow of what could be/ I'm shy
Mystery is My Armor/ I'm a clam
Caution is my Shield/ I don't try
Night transforms me/ I look best at night

I'm classy My style matches my tie
I'm who I see Alter ego's hide my face
I'm sensitive I hurt when others cry
I'm weak My army is my fight

You have seen a piece of my heart the rest stays Mine
Crossed rhyme contains my life

It's a knot none can untie
It will only be fully unraveled when it's time to say goodbye

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Jay-Wolf said...
Aug. 8, 2013 at 10:55 am
Please give me some written feedback on this and some of my other poems, I'm trying to decide wich to enter into a contest later this year  
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