A big chunk of suffer You were
when You,The Wolf,Who You were
A Wolf in a Sheep skin
Fakeness inside a cookie jar
Talked upon the scheme with Satan
said that leopards often join in Human skin
say the word to leopards often
tremendous knowledge a slut could have
Pain written on a paper
"As a poem with no poetry?" He asked
Oh My,"Wake up!" He blamed Me
profane love as novocaine?
Pre-vaccination as the Virus detonation
She smiled and blew up
A trust of Mine would not survive
the destruction craved for the death of My trust