The Savage

September 26, 2010
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White teeth, red lips
Dripping with the blood of its piers
Its gleaming smile
That reveals the evil
From behind the mask
Where the individuals of this world
Have found a place underneath
The savage is draped along
The shoulders and painted
On the outer layer of skin
Or buried deep inside the soul
Giving every heart its darkness





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