It's like a lion at the door;
and when the door begins to crack,
It's like a stick across your back;
And when when your back begins to smart,
It's like a penknife in your heart;
And when you heart begins to bleed,
You're dead, and dead, and dead,
indeed.
~.~.~ This was actually written by J.S. Forrester but I really like it and it wouldn't fit in quotes. It's from The Innocent Dark ~.~.~
