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I am the wolf
That runs through the night
Howling at the long gone Moon
I am the mountain cat
That stocks through the night
Crawling, creeping, waiting for my moment to strike
I am the Owl Flying
Silently though the night
Ducking, turning, carving
My way though the Dark
Towards my prey
I am the child
Crying for my mother
Because I lost my way and
Now night has come
- by Non_Sound_Rocks |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/14/2008 |
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- Title: Lost
- Artist: Non_Sound_Rocks
- Description: My Imagination runing wild
- Date: 12/14/2008
- Tags: lost wolves owls night
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