Tears run down her facade,
competing in a race across the peaks and valleys of her life.
She walks out the door and into my heart,
in a hurry to catch the train to the future.
The wolves snap at her heels as she passes,
waiting for their opportunity to pounce.
They are held at bay while the Sun is out,
but one day the Sun will set,
and the wolves will be released upon their prey.
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