There is a wolf and it barks at me
Something is longing to be set free
As it clutches and it holds 
It perforates and it bolds
The font it wants to choose
And I’m just something it can use 
When it’s in control of her
And everything that we always were 
Is nothing now
And all I can do is allow
The trample to subside
Because when it does she’ll realise I am alive

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