My sweet savage
she looks and acts different
Her eyes tell a misery
Though innocent but enticing
left me pondering and wondering
Was she from the other side of the town
Or she was more or less a pawn?
Deep within she was pure
But only needed a permanent cure
And was only to tame her wild nature
To be able dine with her kind
And have the feeling of being loved
Nature turned her into a savage
Which mostly contributed to her rage
Though she kept it at the bay
For she was a sweet savage
©cletus_writer
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