Vision - 4th Place
Fierce vision, as sharp as cutter
One that left my heart to stutter
A glare that left my soul naked
Like I was so rogue and wicked
It looked at me deep to the bone
Trying to tame my heart of stone
It tried to steal my will to thrive
But I won't budge while I'm alive
4th place
Five senses poetry contest
Judged: September 14, 2023
Sponsor: Sotto Poet
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