Oh Toro, you drive me. . .wild,
its easy to trace the tracks of your tears,
where ever you go child,
you will find the reason for your fears,
behind you, you see a shadow always there,
watching, calculating, seeking your soul,
then one day you are lured to his lair,
where your outrage will his be his goal,
and when you lie exhausted and he spent,
will you wonder if it was love he meant?
Grm 2005
[my apologies to Smokey]
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