Down
I heard the wolf howl
we never stood a chance
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watch as the torches go out
and greens and blues turn to black
felt your hand pressing me down
looked up into your eyes they were cold
tar covered my mouth
thunder echoed your battle cry
you took me there
branches cracked
stop it, what did i do
yours, tangled up in your sleaves
you sat me down
this is nothing, sacrifice
i love you, i want this
ouch
told me i was brave
im scared
down.
I met you in the woods.
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