Crack.
Like a cobra she
rapid-fire attacks.
Tongue flicking
never losing sight
of her victim.
No matter
the attack may not
be justified.
She stands by her own
moral code.
Leaving
mystified victims
paralyzed
by her venom.
And wondering why.
She crawls alone
back into
her den
wondering why
the loneliness
never leaves her.
But this is
the life she knows
the life she chose.
No room
for allies
only foes.
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Dahlink!
Hah, it’s just made up. No way me because I’m Always Optimistic Girl . Thank you for your note, of course you’ve just made my morning…sending warm greetings back to you and Kitty from me and new rescued terrier Izzy .
A thousand XOs D.
Dahlink!
Hah, it’s just made up. No way me because I’m Always Optimistic Girl . Thank you for your note, of course you’ve just made my morning…sending warm greetings back to you and Kitty from me and new rescued terrier Izzy .
A thousand XOs D.
Hello Darling! Lovely to see you back up and at ’em! Wow! Dark to say the least. No more foes, rinse them off your consciousness and focus on those of us who love and support you.
My kitty and I send you love, light, blessings, and hope, in a rather bloody hopeless country at this moment. xoxo