Nothing Says You're Sorry Like A Dead

It Was Adam, But He Was Too Late. He Couldn’t Love Me Anymore. He Would Be So Angry With Me. I Had To Hide. He Didn’t Love Me So He Might Hurt Me When He Was Angry. When He Calmed Down, That Would Hurt Him. I Didn’t Want Him Hurting Because Of Me. There Was Nowhere For A Person To Hide. So I Wouldn’t Be A Person. My Eyes Fell On The Shelves That Lined The Far Back Corner. A Coyote Could Hide There.

Mercy Is Not A Proper Indian Name."..........."rash Coyote Who Runs With Wolf. We Could Shorten It To Dinner Woman.

Intelligent Men Are Dangerous.

Where Does A Werewolf Sleep? Anywhere He Wants To.

He Can Stop Me In My Tracks, But He Can't Make Me Do Someting I Don't Want To