The Sloth
Date: Tuesday, 3rd July 2007 @ 01:36:20 PM AEST
Topic: Sad Poetry


Contributed By: StoneAngel

I sit here
unmoving
high amongst the trees
watching as the world
passes by

I do not know
what I should do
while the world turns
and I sit here
in my tree

I want to venture out
but don't know were to go
I am afraid
because the hounds
are circling my tree

can someone
please help me
have you heard me
whisper
or my cry of anguish?



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