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The Wolf
The morning had swooped and swiveled and
out done itself if you ask me
The house finially woke up, the floors
were clean and
Mr Ragland had set up my pillows again and
I thanked him
I began the letter.
(it was never finished) It was stuffed behind the
seat of my truck
It started by saying, that I had met the party favor
And she bent my halo and made rivers in my underpants
Her fingers were sex hungry wolves and I blew her an
unpromising kiss as I drove off into the night
Blaring the radio
Smelling her roll off me like smoke through my window
I hesitated, and laughed
thinking
I was the comeback kid
It doesnt take long to rectify yourself or
to hold the pain in pause
And I never did call, but I had a very
good reason
I just wasnt up to it, girl
and you admitted to me yourself that love was
a very long line, so go ahead and take a number you know
But I bet you didnt know how true that was, at the time
