Resserected Friend

Resurrected friend
Who was not angered by me
Friend resurrected
But not completely
He still fears the wolf
As the wolf is proud
Because he still has
Those controlled clouds
I cry for the thought
But he does not know
For I turn away to
Not let them show
The wolf dotes on the princess
But the princess has changed
Slowly but surely
She feels so much shame
She still loves him
But is scared of those clouds
For they have taken root
And now
The wolf is aroused
Did the puppet master also do this?
For it would be a sick joke
He watches them kiss
As he strokes
The fair hair of a maiden
Who is also my friend
No name for her
For I cannot perceive the end
The wolf and I
Has once gotten her
To dance with my resurrected friend
But she conferred
After love
She never wants to see him again
They are friends themselves
But there are still weary eyes
This world is slowly twisting
For the Princess of the Sky

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