Punching Bags

If we take away

The anger

The frustration

And the pain

It’s pretty clear

Neither one of us

Has anything

To gain

Dying On That Hill

Although you’ve talked

For a while

I’m not sure where

You’re going with this

But if you’re prepared

To take a shot

You’d better make sure

You don’t miss

A Terse Exchange

I can’t
be arsed
to argue

So let’s
just call
it a day

For I’ve
got better
things to do

And you
should
walk away

Prey

The
wolves
are on
their
hunt
again

I can
hear
them
whine
and
howl

They
are
already
stalking
me I
know

As
you’ve
told
them
where
to prowl

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