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Wolves

Once filled with pride,

My heart soon became dried

from the never-ending beats.

Those dark nights

of suffering and pain,

never ceased.

Somehow

my heart gets faster with every beat.

Each time your presence is upon me

I cannot help

but to give you my everything

all while you sit

and watch

laughter comes from your empty heart

while I throw myself to the wolves,

For you.






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