She was wild
















Angry,vicious and mean











She would toy and play












And slash, she was vile
She was a cat
The chain held her, yes
When it was in place
She would pull and she would tug
Trying to get free
Before this though she was hungry always, and feared
She ate the hearts of males
For they offered them freely
She gorged herself , as she hunted for prey
And then it happened
He found her in slumber
And wasted no time in trying to capture his prize
She snarled, she struggled, fought
The plot thickened, hard and dense
Until the chain hung from her neck, morphed in her skin
The scream of a dying beast
The scream of a broken mirror
Was the last thing the forest heard
He had her
He kept her
The game was over