Gothic Peacock
You like the ones
That flaunt their edge
For all to see
Black clothes
Black tats
And pierced skin
Attracting attention
With their display of darkness
The unseen
Wanting to be seen
Shaming the spotlight
While seeking the fame
But not me
Invisible to all
Who can not see
Sliding in and out
Of the shadows
My edge is hidden
In the flick of my tongue
Needle-like
Quick and sharp
Words drip like ink
Once I speak
You will be left
Indelibly marked
Words: ©2021LCR
Image: CCO
Like the way you used different directions folks take on the road to achieving fame.
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