I brought my fur, you've gone
bald - you're scratched.
On the freezing cold you tremble,
your eyes shrink, and i just can't
let the sink.
I drop my fur too, my privilege...
i get it for you, so you see I'm
with you, but you already were too
cold to know the truth. You took it
and with those claws, I can't pull it
back.
I took your enemy as mine, I wanted
your pain, so you know I'm with you,
but you were already pale to know the truth.
but hey your baldness is permanent,
my fur will drop from you, it will smell
and ants will sting even worse.
I'll still be here though, but i know
you won't reach, your pride will
eat you away.
i will find you in the air, I'll ask you about it
and you will admit but not truthfully,
but just because you want to live again...
©asande.k
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