- Graced upon Earths space the wolves pray and the wolves play.Simliar to a childs night, the wolves sleep at days twilight. The wolves play with the fireflies and at the dusk of day they say their goodbyes. To sleep at day and wake at night, the wolves sing to the moons light.Just like wild things are wolves stalk and see afar. Prowling in the snow thats white, the wolves howl in the sanguin night. As the wolves say goodnight I guess its my turn to say goodbye.
- by Ox Viranden |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/13/2009 |
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- Title: The Wolves
- Artist: Ox Viranden
- Description: I wrote this in school one day because It was like 15 minutes before due so...enjoy ;)
- Date: 11/13/2009
- Tags: wolves oxviranden
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