Lies

Lay there, Vulnerable
Let the wolf prey.
So weak, so fragile

Did you hide the noise again
Trap yourself elsewhere
Just for a chance to
Sleep sanely, a pity.

Lay there, Misguided
Eat what I feed
Remember your master

To what will you surmount?
Go back to your bed
Turn on that song
Sleep sanely, self pity.

Lay there, Broken
Aint no Kings men
Large enough for you

Do you wander so far in?
Where is the trail out
So lost, so done,
So broken. What a pity.

posted by Andrew

at 4:07 AM Wednesday, July 06, 2005

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