Tiger
By evangelina
(inny,minny,mieny,moe catch a tiger by its toe...) Decision to make Friends to choose Wandering mind Destined to lose Stillness of the early morning with the fog settling over the fields and the grey of the skies looking exactly as I feel (if it hollers make it pay fifty dollars every day...) Screams fill my heart Tearing at my soul Sheep turn to wolves As I make myself whole Does the cost of being alone outweigh the cost of knowing warmth and care? Only those who have tread both paths will surely dare to try to give a damn (my mama told me to pick the very best one...) Childhood memories never fade the wisdom of the mother and playing the charade (and you are not it.) Written March 27th, 2002 © on Mar 27 2002 06:38 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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