Were Wolf

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Can I be kinder to myself this time ?

Not go looking for cotton in a cement wall

Please don’t let one word,undo me again.

I have to be brick this time.

I don’t need a wolf at my door to tell me he can blow me down.

Don’t let me read into it all

Because I do, you know.

I think that it means something.

That the universe is pushing us together

But maybe it’s just testing my new home.

Maybe it’s the final test

Before I put you to rest

The final howl

The final growl

When you were wolf

And I was moon.

(c) Slumpless

 

 

 

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