Bella Lack Biography

Similar to us, hands and face,
alike to the human race.
Each tock passes by, a second has passed,
which one our first, which one our last?
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OH! How we used to play in lush fields, so green,
we would have been so very keen.
Then came along, the new CELL PHONE,
thats when we started to grumble and moan
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The Women In Leather

When the hand strikes twelve, night permeates,
Drunkards stagger alongside their mates.
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The Poacher
Muscles bulging, arms swinging
Through lush green trees where birds are singing.
Coming to an abrupt stop, he pauses and waits,
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A new life, a mammal had been added,
He lay in his mothers palms. So padded.
A snuffle and squeak, then the first breath,
But around the corner, waited blood cold death.
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