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written by: Aaron McMillan



You have no idea what will happen when you touch me,

Your hand is all I need, it is the key,

I can feel the heat coming from you,

Not long now until I go on a killing spree,

We simply fool you with a smile,

Knowing that you have no idea that we are hostile,

Come on and touch me, let me go free.

Aaron McMillan

Aaron McMillan

APRIL 2016 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Aaron McMillan was born in Darwen, Lancashire in 1983. He recently moved to Inverness, Scotland. It is in the Highlands that he began to rekindle his love of writing, visiting, various beautiful and inspiring locations. Aaron believes that everything is poetry; that everything deserves to be written about.

Aaron has been published in several poetry books; Men of Words 2015, The Poetry Anthology 2016, Ripples in Verse and The Wider View. He has also has a book published titled ''In the Highlands''.
Aaron McMillan

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