The Wolves.

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is not actually about wolves.

Submitted: February 02, 2012

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Submitted: February 02, 2012



Surrounding you in hives,
Digging at your brink
The wolves won't lie in wait,
They shall eat you now,
Screaming and alive.
Words and howls akin,
Boil your blood and skin,
Scrape your inner bark.
Making every mark.
The next meal awaits.
They need not look far.
Paint your eyes blue,
Camouflage in Hell,
Inside clouds shimmer
They might go hungry.
Then the weak will fear.
But not you.
Not now.
The wolves subservient to your will.

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