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14

14 was when we waved goodbye, to be set off in this world of danger. 14 was when he lost me, and I lost her. What a price to pay for a mother. What a burden to have bare. To be lost, Weak, wounded. The lioness watches her own be Taken away into the darkness To the mouths of ghostly, Dominant males. Evil, red eyed beasts. How can she take this pain? This crowned, broken heart brought before her. She is calling them in the night. Howling for them to come consume her body in minutes, alleviating all the pain from this lost love. Lost in the darkness. Astray. They are full now, done feasting. I’m heading back home. The second sun has ascended. He is surprisingly beautiful. A path of light and direction I have always wanted to be. My pathway of righteousness Without heartbreak. Feeling anguish now, Wasting time again. I’ve just now realized all this time, You were the howling that’s been calling me back home. been too far along now In this sea of death. Its my time now, Its time for you to bring me home.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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