The beast
July 17, 2011
A lonely beast treks through the woods,
Causing havoc wherever it stood.
The animals hide in fright,
Afraid that the beast will strike.
At night its eyes; bright and red
It almost seems there are horns on its head.
As ugly as this beast may seem,
All it wants is to redeem.
To redeem its long awaited path,
When will this beast be good enough?
This beast is often misunderstood,
For it is often influenced by its mood.
Creating fear
Causing tears
If only this beast can ever be tamed.
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