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The morning has come & the skies are blue Some people are lightly delightly soft like clouds That you see the sea reflects the clear skies of color hue As some you would only avoid them amongest the crowds flying like creepy hunting shrouds & some are so sticky annoying & thick like gleu You can't even see the smile on their faces even if you ever did it wouldn't be real nor even true Been into a lot of many different places All the sadness & misery among the art they drew You can't even hide all the traces, when it blazes & The darkest secrets in there they locked it up. Of the memories of painful hurting paces, with some many aces As they kept it deep inside, having there mouths to sew , hiding in their pride As you never know what did get along in their ride for that You can't find a clue as you keep on wondering when it's due That they change, may they never change, I say Only words, actions they got, but they get few Of things, they do, still drain them to the point that their souls Just flew The feeling of shame on you they condemn As you sometimes feel like a hero with an emblem From all the world's weight of trouble fallen down to hold on your stem Just trying to find pairs of reasons to make them a perfect couple As there's much more than days of seasons Living their days on the affects of a pill Always feeling high as on the top of A hill They feel from there reaching to the will That they written, In it all the pain they fill So what can/would you tell about them, when they fell for a girl that just said hey & as with their emotions she did play But none of them thought it would end this way (A.$)

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Date: 2/26/2016 12:00:00 AM
Shadows of a wolf. LINDA
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Date: 1/4/2016 12:37:00 PM
Shadows of A Wolf, enjoyed reading your poem. Hugs **SKAT**
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