"Blood Moon" copyright Lawrence Allen Williams Wolf, FiestyLoveless Beast
Step out of your sheep's clothing.
I can see your protruding fangs,
And smell the fresh blood on
Your heavy breath
Are you happy now that you've won?
My lamb chops lining your bone white plate.
Your average quick-fix supper is my life.
Think nothing of it,
You never loved me anyway.
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