Waiting, like a man at the gallows
I wait and wait, and watch your desperate dance
The chance to leave this place I seek
But this is not my choice, but yours
And time ticks slow as cold seeps in
My coat pulled tight ‘gainst coming night
That perfect refuge still evades
And so you lead me to the dark
On and on, beyond the vale
of day and dusk and all that’s bright
A merry dance, and I must give
My all to follow where I’m sought
I try to fight against the pull
Insisting our time has run out
And beg, please free me from this duty
As slumber calls me slowly home
Just over here, you beckon me
As helpless I can not refuse
This is my lot, my place to be
I beg my dog, please do your poos
AB
The swift pace and angst filled fury of your existence tires me just reading about it……how do you manage such a hectic and terrifying life?
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Ha…:)
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I loved this… it’s always good to laugh out loud a little!
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Glad u got it 🙂
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