My Nature. Poem by Sandra jacks
My Nature.
We thought the world was ours,
I am not impervious to your wrath,
The fight within me couldn't last,
You wanted to wear me down,
Like I was something,
You could have.
My nature is not one,
To be tamed,
But one to be unleashed,
I am the bullet to your gun,
The dog,
Tied to your leash,
I am the ocean rushing by,
Upon you,
My sandy shore.
and if you were my truly true,
I'd be forever yours.
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