Malignant Eyes

A confident walk and malignant eyes,
Scouring the room with unmistakable pride,
A confident walk and malignant eyes,
Evil renders it colorblind.
 
In the night sky that carries no stars,
The creature walks proudly, baring its scars.
In the night sky that carries no stars,
The other creatures feel fear from afar.
 
The cutting wind, the frigid air,
The creature embraces without a care,
The cutting wind, the frigid air,
It cuts through steel with its hardened stare
 
The leaves die and the forest screams,
As the creatures’ eyes light up with glee.
The leaves die and the forest screams,
Wanting desperately for the creature to
Leave.
                                               
As the creature walks the rest scurry,
Finding shelter in a hurry. As the creature
Walks the rest scurry, not deceived by its looks, cute
and furry. It looks like a cat but its more than that,
Those eyes have something the other creatures lack.
 
Something older, something ancient, Something
Virtuous, perhaps patience? Oozing of sin and covered in
Devilry, its seductive scent strikes the creature’s heavenly,
Though their nose leads them to their death, their instincts win
Out from within their depths.
 
The creature leaves and the leaves breath, the forest
Stops screaming for it is relieved.
The creature leaves and the leaves breath, the world letting out
A sigh of relief.

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