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The She-Wolf

In the quiet of the night
The screams are heard
But out of sight

In her always-so-kind eyes
There is hunger
Bloodlust on her mind

In her always-smiling mouth
There are fangs
And howls coming out

Since those screams have turned to howls
And her eyes have gone blood red
Now you see her for what she truly is
But if get that close you’re dead




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Kayla12w said...
Nov. 24, 2011 at 5:25 pm:

Wow, of course I like this, I am a she wolf, lol. IT was great. Good job

 

 
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Vicky11 said...
Jul. 27, 2011 at 11:49 am:
A very interesting poem! I liked the humour at the end, and the way you contrast her in every stanza, well done! :)
 
Bill M. replied...
Jul. 27, 2011 at 7:36 pm :
Definitely very interesting contrasts in each stanza and within stanzas 2 and 3.  I enjoyed reading it and the end definitely puncuated the idea of the poem for me.  Thanks for the good read!
 
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