Wolves of Wrath

White wolves
Mouths of red
Gnashing teeth
Cruelly wed

Sharp barks
Sharper bites
Silver shadows sulk
In streams of moonlight

Eyes like fire
In scowls of steel
Unyielding stance
Prepared to kill

I call these monsters
In close to my chest
And bade my anger
To finally rest



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