carnivorous pack animal
And tell me
Am I free,
wild from torment?
An encroaching,lamenting sigh
an unconscious knowledge
of
the spangled
pretty offering before me
There was a wood a gladed forest
She was skipping through the palace
Malice was on no-one's mind
peering out from behind
a slender chance
that he might be remembered
he showed the malice
that he just could not hide
If love be the towering shady tree,
then lust must be,
a carnivorous pack animal
leaving its scent to the wind
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