The Wolves Inside Us

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Running through the grass, The sun shinging like stained glass,

Who would have thought, With all the trouble this brought,

I would enjoy being a beast, And it will kill me at the least,

I used to give my thanks to god, But when I saw the wolf I was truly awed,

I guess that might make me a traitor, To ignore the creator,

But I am happy with this form,Racing faster than the fastest storm,

I can get used to this, It might truly be bliss.


Submitted: April 02, 2012

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TempeteLoup

Thanks =) This is my first time showing off my poems, so its nice to have good feedback!

Tue, April 3rd, 2012 2:48am

iscream500

i love your poetry so much.when i run out of things to do i just start to read your new poetry.

Sun, April 15th, 2012 9:57pm

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Thankies.

Mon, April 16th, 2012 3:11pm

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