A Wolf Without a Pack

The lone wolf, under the light of the moon

Swiftly travels through the forest at a moderate pace

Alone in the world

He is his own best friend and own worst enemy

His silver coat glistens in the light of the moon

Illuminating his intricate attributes

His pace speeds up and he flies through the undergrowth

Heartbeat speeds of, almost like the beating of a drum

He comes to the peak of the valley

And lets out a long howl to make his self known

Just as he made his way through the forest

The lone wolf returns to the shadows

His best friend and own worst enemy

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6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. hester24
    Nov 16, 2010 @ 20:40:19

    you honestly need something to do with your spare time!!!!!

    Reply

  2. hester24
    Nov 17, 2010 @ 14:14:48

    Well u’ll be aight!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Reply

  3. hester24
    Nov 19, 2010 @ 14:13:35

    NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    Reply

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