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[bodytext] => I lurk on the rooftops every night and every day I scour the crowds in search of my prey I see one now scuttling through the maze My eyes burn—can she feel my gaze? I go down to talk to her But oh no a wolf got there first What do you intend to do now, sir? Will you take her home and pleasure her till she hurts? I know your name and I know where you live Yes, I will hide in here and be your surprise I will work on you till you can only be beautiful in your mother’s eyes I lurk on the rooftops every night and every day I scour the crowds in search of my prey I see her again and she is all alone Verily, I am the only one who cares and the only one who knows I come close enough to see her beauty But oh no she’s looking at a wolf behind me You take her home and the cat begins to purr The clothes drip off and you enter her I know where you labor and I know your face When you awake in my secret abode, I will be the first thing you will see And when you look in the mirror you will only have your memories I lurk on the rooftops every night and every day I scour the crowds in search of my prey And there she is again, perfect as can be This time I shall ensure that it is just her and me She looks at me and I see her eyes And when she smiles at me all my sadness dies When I was loving her I knew that everything would be better in the morning But now that it’s done I feel the sting I look back and I know I did a bad bad thing I have become the wolf now, hair and paws and fangs I look up at the ceiling: alas, I myself will have to hang [comments] => 0 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 13 [informant] => kratur [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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