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It hides, hoping not to be seen Preys on the innocent life No one can tell it has been It cuts into you like a knife Secrets are kept from you What others fear to tell You want to hear what is true Because you have been to Hell They make friends into enemies Because no one likes to say Finding out, the soul empties The coldness never goes away Why did they not tell you from the start And keep what they knew to themselves It would have stopped a knife to the heart It would have released hidden jars from the shelves The wolf would have been outted long ago Then this shiver would not run down my spine I feel like I was the last one to know If only someone had given me the sign So let us put an end to wars that never should be Let that wolf in sheeps clothing be exposed Join as we were before, a friend and ally Let this knowledge you share be imposed The truth needs to be heard, to be shared Because the rest of us will listen, will hark Let the ****** be seen, let it be scared Shine light on that kept in the dark
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Oct 25, 2010
Oct 25, 2010 at 9:08 PM UTC
328: Wolf In Sheeps Clothing
It hides, hoping not to be seen Preys on the innocent life No one can tell it has been It cuts into you like a knife Secrets are kept from you What others fear to tell You want to hear what is true Because you have been to Hell They make friends into enemies Because no one likes to say Finding out, the soul empties The coldness never goes away Why did they not tell you from the start And keep what they knew to themselves It would have stopped a knife to the heart It would have released hidden jars from the shelves The wolf would have been outted long ago Then this shiver would not run down my spine I feel like I was the last one to know If only someone had given me the sign So let us put an end to wars that never should be Let that wolf in sheeps clothing be exposed Join as we were before, a friend and ally Let this knowledge you share be imposed The truth needs to be heard, to be shared Because the rest of us will listen, will hark Let the ****** be seen, let it be scared Shine light on that kept in the dark
copyright Chris Smith The truth is out there, as a friend said.
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Oct 25, 2010
Oct 25, 2010 at 9:08 PM UTC
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