As I see the wind
Whisper in the ears of the trees,
And as I hear
The rustling of the leaves;
It's cool and dark,
The orange moon begins to rise.
One lone wolf cries.
I feel his pain,
Never to see a loved one again.
But it's alright,
We both suffer through the night.
Because in this world,
We all try and fight
For what we feel is right,
Even if
What we feel
Hurts.
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a public journal of a bunch of my poems; ones full of heartbreak, death, love, envy, depression, revolation, Jesus, and angels. Devils and sin, life and family, happiness and faith. ~welcome to my heart, victim.
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