Misdirections

Folder: 
The Lost Poems

Deciding my fate; false
identity, entity in doubt-
Every obstacle is a bout,
rounds with no limits,
predictable outcome.
Fist in the air, no
sympathy too spare-
Borrowed love never
shared...
Miscommunication signals
only confuse emotions
and stir up feelings-
Opposites may attract;
they can also be deadly
and attack...
Never been a killer or
a rapist; you should tape
this-
"Your highest ecstasy,
thriller in the night I could
be."
Do not take a chance
without knowing the risk...
The step you take forward
might cost you all-
Unstable, eventually, you
will fall.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Choices.

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