
HoodedA woodcutters ax killed my mate.Hooded5 years ago in Villainous Villanelles
Her gentle life has fled.
Her senseless death birthed my hate.
I paced our cave when she was late.
Our pups slept warm and fed.
A woodcutters ax killed my mate.
Through moonless nights, I had to wait,
my search weighed down with dread.
Her senseless death birthed my hate.
Her grandma now becomes my bait
to lure the child in red.
A woodcutters ax killed my mate.
Retribution has become her fate
since my beloved is dead.
Her senseless death birthed my hate.
Her scarlet cloak my rage will sate
when her father and grief are wed.
A woodcutters ax killed my mate.
Her senseles

Beautiful PoisonIn a coffin of glass you should lie,Beautiful Poison5 years ago in Villainous Villanelles More Like This
A mask of death as your pretty face.
Yet I am the one dancing until I die...
I was the fairest of all so why
Were you my fall from grace?
In a coffin of glass you should lie!
Savor your death and destruction, I did try.
You, little wretch, gave a fine chase;
So I am the one dancing until I die...
I watched you taste that apple and sigh.
No breath, no motion of delicate lace.
In a coffin of glass you should lie.
I am the fairest in the land, I...
The mirror speaks of a queen in a far off place...
I am the one dancing until I die...
That queen is you, my power sucked dry.
A mask of perfect b
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