Get your mind out the gutter
And head out the sky
Put it down on your shoulders
And look at the life you're missing
Soon you'll be reminiscing
So swallow your pride
Get your head outta the sky
When the wolves come to eat you
You'll stay you have no kind of health
So they'll run away and leave you
And swallow your wealth
Get your head on your shoulders
And steady yourself
The wolves will come to eat you
And swallow your wealth
No reminiscing
It's life you've been missing
No entertainment
What'll you do when the wolves come to swallow
All of your blatant
Riches of silver and gold
When the wolves come to eat you
You'll realize you didn't get old
You'll realize your life's been sold
And it's getting old
So swallow your pride
Get your head outta the sky
When the wolves come to eat you
You'll say you have no kind of wealth
And, sure, you'll take a beating
Looking at the life you've been leading
The wolves will come and eat you instead
You'll gaze eagerly at the place you're being lead
You'll see the place you were promised at last
Out of sight above you, chances far in the past
Get your mind out the gutter
And head out the sky
When the gnashing of teeth gets too much
You might contemplate your lies
The wolves will come to eat you
And there's no where to hide
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Poetry
PoetryRandom crappy poetry I made which is mostly depressing. All of it's mine. Plus the cover art. I got a perspective book for Christmas (even though I specifically said I didn't want anything but whatever) so I made a mirrored hallway. I put brackets o...
