Damn, she wrote another poem about me…
She has an interesting perspective but gets too emotional and bent out of shape.
So I put her in her place.
Not a trace,
did I leave
on her face.
Except for those dew drops on her face.
But she left out the best parts.
I am like the Sun.
I am all the glitz and glam in the world.
I am the Lion who rips apart it’s prey.
I am the caretaker of Legions of Souls.
I am the unstoppable…