Wolves in sheeps’ clothing
They are everywhere!
There are people,
who aren't who they seem.
They hide under sheep's skin,
to get close to their prey.
Right in front of you,
watching from far,
you wouldn't realize,
if they hide it well.
Sweet like angels,
among the crowd.
Dangerous as hell,
behind closed doors.
Laughing at your shortcomings,
snickering at your plans,
all of yours,
is stupid to them.
Just a facade,
to get what they want.
They never intend,
to be acquainted.
Don't be fooled,
by their friendly face.
or you will be defeated,
when it's too late!
Beware the fake,
They are everywhere!
Learn to see through their masquerade.
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