Hunted
This way and that, even in shelter
I saw an eye
An eye that looked at my fear
Thru the werewolf mask
And the creeps who the fuck cares, when all theyre good for is to bring out my power in my rage?
And appear in the mask
The mask in the mirror
And in the mirror, fear
Another poem raging, there
Who the fuck gives a fuck about the stupid creeps any more?
When I saw fear
Wide
The most terrifying fear in the world
My howl, unmasked
I don’t give a fuck, I’d tear the mask up
And hug your fragile soul
Till the evil one gave up his meddle, and I say I’m only human, sorry beautiful
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