A lonely soul
Though not quite alone
A bride to be of the Wolf
Our engagement was quite a scare to me.
An answer of yes He took
Amongst other things
Perhaps I did not know
Or perhaps in fact I did
I could hear him breathing beside my bed
Unaware how his fury shook
My soul it cries for leave I beg
What has come over me?
The Wolf he rapes me in my sleep
To which I fear no end
He follows
This wild beast
And I secure no claim
One quiet night, I fell afright
As he whispered out my name
A ring, I wear that bears his face
With troubled heart I weep
For this promise I cannnot recall
I Have been forced to keep

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