am writing, Love & War, Prose, Ramblings, Soul Stuff

I’m in Danger

Being with you made me safe. I could drop your name and they would scatter like ants. They never had respect for me, but they sure did respect you. Now I’m exposed, left bare. I have no protection from them. They approach, tongues out ready to tear me apart. My growls are feeble and weak, they will not keep them at bay or away. I’m in danger…

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