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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Bloom not, cruel wolfsbane In this forward spirit of mine Let the moon dim and wane For love has diseased my kind The girl was luscious in the wake Rising at break of dawn If only she knew I was a mistake Before we made the bond I grew fond of her everyday And night gave me loathe and dread My heart was weak, I couldn’t send her away But fed in her desires instead I kissed her in the forest of green I had forgotten what I am I gazed into those eyes, so keen! A smooth and gentle lamb One day I stopped to think a bit My stomach wrenched and twirled Through love I had lost my sense and wit To a pitiful village girl! Avoiding her best I could I hid from beauty’s caresses But again she found me in the wood And so grew the obsession But so grew the moon And the waning was abstaining Good night, wonders of the noon With memories remaining Alone I wandered in the cold Knowing it was coming The sky grew dark, the sun was sold Behind the madness blooming Transforming! Changing! My mind went all a blur Rage deforming! Madness deranging! I couldn’t think of her… The time was gone! The night had come! I thought I was alone But then I saw her standing there Pale and stiff as stone I woke up that dawn sitting there On the forest floor And there lay she all bloodied and bare The lamb that I adore! The wounds I found were like a gift I know they were from my girl I’m glad she fought her will to live As I blindly devoured her An honorable lamb with bloodied hooves She’ll never leave my vision Sacrificed for ravenous wolves And no cry for jurisdiction Bloom not cruel wolfsbane In this forward spirit of mine Let the moon dim and wane For love has diseased my kind -an oldie , hehe For Pd's Contest : )
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