Wolf
Silence fills the forest with sullen asps in torment
Gone are the days of free reign through caged fury
With howls of evil torn emotion.
To summon its beckoning call exposed to the elements,
Shadows crawling ant in swift desolation.
A lone stand the powerful wolf
Blackened eyes in proven moments of disaster
We then run in swift abode exposed to laughter proned in fear
The wolf carry's on in search of blood cold vengence in its grasp
Pillaged through the mass of spite
Reflective in its hallow pressed shell
In vengence, we scorn the blade with filtered appease to harm
Alone again in search for food it vomits out debris,
Searching for plants and water to drink,
The running with the wolf pack feeling that I'm never turning back!
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