Behind the Pale
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Behind the Pale
Into the Eyes
Inside the Heart
Beyond the Mask

A journey taken
inside the soul
The road within
winds endless

Walking along the path
many doors on the way
Some locked, some open
Beautiful sights
Frightening thoughts
Hidden feelings

The wolf peers around
begins his chase
You pick up speed
He gains
Grab the doorknob
Swift escape

The image of a storm
moving close
rain, pours
you dance around
soaked wet feet
you peer out the door
the wolf has fallen asleep
You tiptoe past
and keep along the path

Into another door
It's dark and humid
All behind the pale


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