Inside My Head

the literary rantings of Angie Frissore

cry wolf.

They tend to learn,
after awhile, that is
to ignore the persistence
and willpower
of the apocryphal heartaches
and spurious negativity
but should the wolf of
veritable affliction
begin to skulk from the shadows
who will take notice?

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November 24, 2008 - Posted by | Poetry |

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