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The Dangerous OneInfamous, shady
The mysterious one
In back of the room.
Watching your every move
With a smirk.
The prettiest smile
A laugh to lighten the mood.
Jokes and jeers
The life of this bright afternoon.
Dangerous at best
Viewing your every word as a threat.
A mess of a pest
To spoil the fun
Quick to inform you had none.
A constant frown
Marring this beautiful face.
Hidden by curtains
Of shimmering chestnut hair.
An emotional whirlwind
Spontaneous and promiscuous
I do not lie.
My words are strong. As are my principles.
Though I will bend to meet the requirements
Of your dull, and common
I will openly state
Will not hesistate
In speaking, informing
I am one to fear.
Watch your back, hold your tounge
I will lash when imposed upon.
And you will end up on your knees
It's TimeThe lights have dimmed; and I'm staring into this
Thinking things that shouldn't be thought
But at twenty past ten,
As I stare into my mother's Microsoft notebook
(That has been kept by me on an exaggerated grant)
My thoughts tend to wander.
I chew over empty notions,
Concepts that are too rich for me to digest.
Who are the hobnobbers that I've sheilded so fiercely?
These curious cronies;
Who perplex themselves on the simplest of subjects,
Left or right, they know not which way to look,
Crossing the street, splatter on the asphalt,
If not for her sprightly charity.
They're turncoats, I say!
Informers amidst a fellowship of conspirators.
I haven't an inch of credence in them;
Yet to them
I utter my deepest confidences
Perhaps I have sold out myself;
Am I a voiceless assailant,
Constantly on patrol
For my own malignant stakes?
A true skull stumper;
Especially to one as addled as myself.
I have an inkling of where I'm headed on this
When it comes to the rest of
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