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House of Hounds

Quite stunning,running they come
Barely unnoticed, right at the doors of fear.
Fierce dogs
Lips rage drip
Jaws all set,to devour her
What a stunner!
Unperturbed unmoved
She's greatly restrained
Watching through the windows of courage
The walls of anxiety finally giving in
Starved furniture
Rubbinng its fur against her legs
Like a starved hound nowhere to be found
''Are you not afraid?''
Finally the calming voice
Breaks through like a flasflood
The captivity is end!
©phyllrype