Just like a pack of hungry wolves
my thoughts surround me.
I see their shiny eyes, feel their furry coats.
And just like hungry wolves my thoughts follow me,
they watch my every move,
just waiting... just panting.
I cannot escape from these wolves, from these thoughts.
And in my entrapment I am silent,
awaiting the tragic end that's sure to befall me...
just waiting... just panting.
I cannot escape from these wolves, from these thoughts.
And in my entrapment I am silent,
awaiting the tragic end that's sure to befall me...
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Photo by Eugenio Recuenco
