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#she-wolf
She sparks in me a rage so dark My stomach gets to roiling I just want to rip out her throat My blood's so hot it's boiling Alas, alas, It cannot be Such bloodlust is quite unbecoming She's fortunate that I am me Or I would name her 'usurper' And soon would have her running.
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Feb 28, 2013
Feb 28, 2013 at 10:29 AM UTC
Loba, Gnawing At Her Shackles