Bad Wolf (Part II: Not Your Den)

It’s a war between my heart and my head,

counting reasons I should lock the door…

One hundred, one thousand, maybe more —

still you find a way to the floor.

Through the window, through the silence,

through the cracks I didn’t see…

You move like you belong here,

like this house was always yours to keep.

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You climbed the roof,

fell down in ashes —

blackened hands, a broken grin…

I laughed for a second —

then remembered

what you’ve always been.

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Bad wolf…

this is not your den.

You don’t get to stay,

you don’t get me again.

You walked through my shadows,

but you don’t own my light —

I choose my silence,

I choose my fight.

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You found the passage I kept hidden,

the view outside my prison walls…

But freedom isn’t yours to take,

and I won’t answer when you call.

I can’t split into two lives —

yours and mine will never blend…

I’ve already said goodbye once,

I won’t do it again.

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Don’t make me laugh,

don’t make me forget…

That soft illusion

is your sharpest threat.

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Bad wolf…

this is not your den.

You don’t get to stay,

you don’t get me again.

You walked through my shadows,

but you don’t own my light —

I choose my silence,

I choose my fight.

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I cried enough…

I gave enough…

I bent until I almost broke.

But I remember now —

this house is mine…

and I decide who walks through.

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Bad wolf…

this is not your den.

Close every window,

don’t come back again.

No more forgetting,

no more disguise —

I see you clearly…

this time I choose me.