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Oct 2017
A **** spy
A woman of joy
Lovers in war
I was their boy
Growing up
Twisted and wrong
for this earth
I did not belong
Running wild
Thee alpha male
From these shores
One had to sail
Crossed so many oceans
Crossed so many seas
Those fearsome waves
They believed in me
Reaching open land
Alpha and free
Running wild
This was right for me
To eat I could ****
This I understood
I needed the taste
Of nice warm blood
Animals and humans
We're being ate at my table
Cannibilistic me
So sociabally unstable
I was the hunter
Everything was prey
Those wolves in society
Will once win the day
Born a killer
From two twisted souls
Heart of a lion
Bitter and cold
everywhere I travelled
Pastures turned red
So I cut my throat now
On those plains I lay dead.
the wolves devoured me
They had,now had there day
The law of nature says its
The ******* way
Written by
Mark Bell  Portsmouth
(Portsmouth)   
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