Fox

A fox that walks alone is never truly alone

A mischievous soul covered in fur and as cold as snow

You look at the fox and think they are alone

Only there for you 

"Only me"

But what you don't know is they show what they know you want to see

They make you feel comfortable because their beauty is blinding

You are amazed by their sound 

The sound that is "only made for you" 

They cuddle you and tell you lies that are only heard as true

You give your heart and all your love

Because that is what you suppose to do 

To repay the love you thought it gave to you

But when it leaves and the air gets warmer

You are already frozen cold

So used to the fur that was as cold as snow

Now that you realized it all over

The fox you know was a lie

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