Real Life Monter
Your inner beauty is too deep to see,
Your heart not warm but Icy.
There is no view into dark cold waters,
Those like you are only appreciated by your mothers.
There is no sense of compassion within you,
Your heart is not red, but blue.
You lack the ability to love profoundly,
Your nature is to hate and detest blindly.
There is no animal that comes close to your nature,
Your eyes the gullable and ignorant allure.
Your lips call out for another victim to destroy,
Hurting those who love you is your greatest joy.
You are the monster children's stories portray,
A monster with the power to turn blue skies to gray.
Disguised in your white wool being a wolf,
Your victims with your deadly fangs you engulf.
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