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The scales on your eyes
Are so thick that you won’t see
The wolf’s grip on you.
—-
The Angel reaches
Out to save you, but you start
Kicking and screaming.
—-
The wolf is laughing
As he holds you much tighter
To make your soul his.
—-
Battle for one soul
Will come to an end, if the
Angel walks away.
About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. ❤️
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