Rejection
Well of course the fox she looked her best
I counted sheep to stay at rest
a false assumption, one true test
and though I dwell in constant hell
"the look" despised the wishing well
oh, why I feel? no one can tell
a sappy tale but with no fairy
led a dream that started scary
and ended sweet, a moral barley
Oh why I feel? I'll never know
an endless though, a constant glow
that chains the life to make it slow
the fox she praises where she prays
a shallow deep inside her haze
yet I still watch in constant gaze
so what I've learned is what I've lost
a simple lesson to be taught
that need not come at any cost
I counted sheep to stay at rest
a false assumption, one true test
and though I dwell in constant hell
"the look" despised the wishing well
oh, why I feel? no one can tell
a sappy tale but with no fairy
led a dream that started scary
and ended sweet, a moral barley
Oh why I feel? I'll never know
an endless though, a constant glow
that chains the life to make it slow
the fox she praises where she prays
a shallow deep inside her haze
yet I still watch in constant gaze
so what I've learned is what I've lost
a simple lesson to be taught
that need not come at any cost
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