Sheep

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Sweet, sharp color,
captivating like a fleur,
shining brightly,
pure, grand in allure.
Covered in flawless,
soft white fur—
a treasure kept so sure.

But as time turns,
a shadow unveils,
from blurry whispers,
a threat like thunder,
crashing waters,
with wrath to conquer.

Soon, covers shatter,
revealing horrendous nature,
a horror veiled as beauty,
hungry for power,
desperate for slaughter—
a sinner, a liar.

How does it feel,
to see a creature once revered,
long desired by all,
turned venomous—
a cruel deceiver?

A manipulator's thrill,
luring the weaker,
conquering through charm.
Yet when truth reflects,
no mirror can show
the depths of bitter,
sober torture.

And finally—
anger.

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