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The Wolf
Contributed by
thezenmonkey
on
Saturday, 22nd December 2012 @ 10:33:11 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Raised by a single mother,
she done the best she can,
having me and my brother
was not part of her plan.
I never knew my father
and now I never will,
he lived and died by the sword,
his blood was made to spill.
Looked up to my unkle
wide eyed and in awe
but now that i am adult
I have no hero anymore.
No friend have I kept,
my foes are unknown,
I walk these hostile streets alone.
Increasingly reckless
with a reckless mentality,
I have to rely on tablets
for my sanity.
Looking over my shoulder
walking hostile streets alone,
what hope is there for me,
throw the underdog a bone.
And I walk alone.
And I get no sleep.
I've always done my own thing,
never been a sheep.
I am the wolf.
Copyright ©
thezenmonkey
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2012-12-22 10:33:11]
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Re: The Wolf
(User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on
Thursday, 1st May 2014 @ 11:49:21 PM AEST
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beautifully written,
hugs n' love nessa |
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