Wolves in Sheep Wool

Wolves in sheep wool.
they climb over walls and breach the inner sanctum.
infiltration of the darkest depth in your ocean,
your seas of troubles are seen and screened.
the poor souls don’t even know.
they allow what looks good into their miserable life,
they allow wolves into their deepest strife.
they come to steal, kill, and destroy
and disguise it as love, construction, and joy,
so I warn you my fellow being,
beware of the wolves in sheep wool.  


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