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snarls

I have no forgiveness in my heart
just the tired soul of a vengeful demon
who’s wings were clipped long ago
and behind gritted teeth snarls
chained in the garden like a guard dog
to pace and chew upon his own fur
nowhere to stride but a circles arc
nothing to love but rage

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