closing in
closing ini hear it's dangerous to be around
open your door
it is cold outside and there are hounds
closing in
here i am
heart in my hand
but i don't know how to read your signs
closing in
their fangs i see them
but they do not make a sound
i've got you pinned
'cause nature creates us to
take satisfaction where it's found
here i am
heart in my hand
i can see you through the vines
here i am
heart in my hand
but i'll come back another time
this is really unmistakebly clearly
not in any way
working out
Poetry by tonsoku
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Written on 2005-11-26 at 18:59
Tags Love  Fear  Angst 
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