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 Wolf's Cry
© S. Barrett
All Rights Reserved 1996 -2001
LostWhispers
22 October 2001
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- When the silence rises from an ocean
of tears
When laughter shrivels and dies
As reality bends the truth of perception
As the weeper curls up to sleep alone again
That is when
As a sea claims the land
When the smile I held tightly breaks like ice
Then shall I think no more of endless days
Of pain and empty eyed promises
As the dogs of contempt bite the heels of love
Then shall it be
No more the promise of a future
No more casting the shadows in moments of damp lust
Gone in a moments passing of regret
Like cast aside photos of soft smiling other days
Thrown like autumnal leaves before fate's wind
All that is left is the empty shell of a lake of tears
A husk of broken promise
Of winter days
Where oh where shall I go now.
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