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~~Ann Thraxx~~ · (05-16-2013)

I can confuse you, and I do,
You are confused and this is true,
Am I red or am I blue?
Am I watching over you?

Or watching you from underground?
Where is the place I will be found?
I am no dog fresh from the pound,
Are you afraid when I'm around?

I've talked about the winning move,
And I still have more than some to prove.

I've talked about a past regret,
Of which I've barely spoken yet.

Time goes by and you just wait,
But who is prey, predator or bait?
Your intentions you all state,
And have too much on every plate.

I wait, I wait as High Stakes come,
Or comes, right now my brain is numb,
By then I'll share my tale with some,
And Punk...... Your chances are none.

Threaded Mode \| Linear Mode A Nice Poem By the Nice Ann Thraxx
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