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Wolf in Human's Clothing

Quietly
Like a shy freak
Creep up next to me.
Make your move
This dance
So bittersweet.
This game
Not for the meek.
I'm weak
At heart
This bridge between us
Falling apart.

I'm drowning now
So sour now
Like a dour clown.
Growing tired now
Drift off to sleep
Somehow I've found
You in my dreams.
You're tugging at the seams
Of this fantasy,
Its coming apart in reams
Like pretty bolts
Of cloth,
Pinks and yellows
And greens.

Your eyes
Gleaming like
The sun
Through dew-laden trees.
I'm trembling
At the knees.
Now I've seen
These lean shadows
Take hold,
The darkness enfold
My limbs,
Engulfed in this cold
Emptiness,
Taking hold of my senses,
My whole body tenses
Ready for war.

I've been told I'm a terror,
I've been called a whore
But I won't ride these fences
And I'll hear it no more.
You can't drag me down,
I'll fight my way ashore
And when the summer sun
Has dried my bones,
I'll take flight
And I'll find my way
Back home.
Written by FruitJuice
Published
Author's Note
This is about some of the men in my life who have had a profound effect on who I am today. P.S. I came up with the title on the spot, sooo... :T
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