She-wolf

poem by: Theresa Taylor
Written on Jun 23, 2016 

I retreat to my tower
Afraid you won't understand
Once you know what I really am
Can you hold me under the full moon?
I transform into a monster soon
As I shed this sheep's skin
you'd better have your armor to be in
I'll do my best 
a beastly promise to try 
Not to eat you alive

 

Tags: sad, fear,

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Frank Hornby . commented on Sep 18, 2017 at 2:31pm
Hungry....like the wolf...

 

 

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