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Jul 2012
I'm not offering apologizes
         Silver eyes and long white daggers follow me
You'll have to take it as it is
         A ghost on my back I can't yet scratch
If I'm the first to leave
         Ice and pine needles make it hard to breathe
Let a new life begin
         You're living in a world where kindness isn't free
I'm not afraid of crashing
         Padded footsteps follow more than silently
Fate isn't friendly now
         Rocky ice begs to cut my palms and feet
But that's how it is
         Six and five, maybe forty more stalking me
Here's how I plan to be
         Is it really worth it to wish we'd all come clean?
If you don't like your answer
         Frozen winds call but it’s so much colder in the night
You can take it quietly
         Soft fur keeps brave hearts warm if incomplete
And leave me to the wolves
         They'll find me yet but I won't run from casualty
I hear they are content
         I too have claws that make me weak
To welcome one like me
Liz Anne
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