Samael Wolf Poems

everything and everyone is suspect
motives abound with everyone
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No mail equals good news
boring days mean there will be more
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Nothing is secure, nothing is permanant
Build to see it all go away
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I cant shake off the cold
it surrounds me, permeating
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If you found yourself
thrown out on your ear
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Considering the options
I choose to breathe
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Mid point, half way over
or is it?
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I looked, you smiled
still we're strangers
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Eventually, the party stops
people filter out, one by one
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I dont remember my beginning
but I'm sure I know
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