Hour Of The Wolf

The hour of the wolf is over!
we made it.. so it seems
one more day...
what will we do...
mold some clay...
how much will we pay...
to live
one more day...
one more day...
long time since last may
here we lay
dreaming of
yesterday
you made it! what will you do with it?
everything is before you
get out therre!
ma a mark
they will remember
the words you said and the poems you have read
one more day

by justin byerline

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