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A Battle Tonight

A bottle of spirits, to hide in tonight, The loneliness has overtaken, What once controlled did I. I know what you are thinking, Don’t do it, it’s not right, Hang on, think of your goal. But goals can be shattered, Like any other dream, Sometimes to the point, You want to scream. So let the black wolf that is after me, Come find what he will, My guns are loaded and ready to kill. He chased me tonight, Like he always does, But this time catching his prey just right, Gouges and scratches in my back so deep, I wanted to cry, But could only weep. The pain went all the way to my heart, Digging and tearing it completely apart. There is not much time left of this life, For I have given up on having a wife. Now I sit here waiting for the wolf, Big black and furry, cannot be mistook. When he gets here, we’ll fight like devils His presents near, get ready for battle.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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