Beast Design Poem by Marie Kroldart

Beast Design



There's a beat that lays inside of me I can't tell where she lies
She watches and ligers there till it's her time to shine
She takes over my body in which I cannot denied
In that I which I have no pleasure to with my body fatal design
I cannot hold her back in my time of course
Cause when she wants you to play with her
It's all over but to cry

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