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The Bridge
fairytails
kayla roy
wolves prowl
Just as the sun sinks down
No need for the full moon
They just follow the lights of the bar signs
Their prey looks too tasty
They simply can’t resist
They hunt in their packs l
Ravage a village w
Incisor on epidermis o
And leave with a h
And in the morning
Girls are left bloody and crying and breaking
But there are no tracks in sight
No scent of the wolves to trace
And the villagers come to accept the loss and say
“It’s in their nature”
“You can’t expect them to resist something so delicious”
“Wolves will be wolves”
these wolves
Free from blame
Still stalk the night
Still ravage the villagers
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