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by Sheree Speaks Nov 29, 2006 category : Dark, fantasy / other
I am the tiger, Attacking the villiage. Shattering the sky. Ripping the flesh of frustration. The masacre of my agression. The inevitability. The look of always. The search of goodness. And then I rest in the forest. I weep in the shade. The sun has turned blood red. The fire must burn down. There's a calming light Within you, of you. Hold it in front of me And the tiger shall be tamed.