I'm transparent.
I can smell very well.
Since I appear,
I have to talk to let me know.
My eyes will say it all.
My mouth lulls what I think.
You'll know what I feel,
At the touch of my skin.
I do not bite, or stroke.
Only Hiberno all the time,
In my cage pillows
Where no one knows the truth.
I have no voice to speak,
So I come and I'll write.
I disgraced my principles.
I've never had the fury of a lion.
Always taking the short path,
As he taught me.
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