Sunday, 17 July 2011

Why, what big teeth you have!

I have lived and cried
I live my life
And cry.
A wolf sits at the door;
To teach me
A lesson.
Those spurned
Now sitting idly by,
And I cry,
Not knowing
What I want any more.
Not knowing
How or why,
Or where I am:
Hell starts,
And travels by; caravan,
But this isn't Hades,
I did but lie.
From Hell
There is no hope of coming back.
A wolf sits at the door,
And I will let him in.
The wolf always sticks with the pack.
I live and cry
From the door he is gone.
The wolf and I:

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