Drowning in a pool of dilemna
With instincts as swift as the cheetah
I am as cautious as the viper
As long as I know there is a hunter
I live in a world where people love for a reason
And where honesty is a treason
It’s up to My King to shade me
Else I’d have to flee
The threatened must hide
But fear is a taboo on my side
I have a life to live
And an example to give
So it’s up to My King
To help this poor thing
And raise a survivor from slumber
A slumber of fear and torture
Thierry-Century
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