The wolf is at the door
Hungry for more than we have
Waiting for a weakness to show itself
And then to attack and quickly devour
The barbarians are at the gate
Rattling sword and shield
Baying for blood
And a sacrifice beyond imagining
The enemy within
Prowls around a beating heart
Like a fox waiting to pounce
When love is at its ripest
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