Coliseum
December 11, 2016
A colisuem
under my rbs
Let the lions lose,
chewing at artries
clawing at the brain
shoo them away when momens frm dying
shouting from the seats
An unfamiliar soun
who is supposed to win
feeling the hunger
lions licking their lip
with anxious eyes, awaiting a fall
and I don't know whether to play hero
or sacrifce.
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