cold steel gray
eyes as blackas the night sky
fangs white
dripping with blood

he's more like a bird
not a wolf
he was loved once
but now is a lone wolf

small
but not fragile
sad
but not unhappy

cares?
none
Worries?
no

his bite
is fierce
it rips through you
like fire

fast as a blot
slow as he wants
he doesnt mind me
he just lays on my lap

sleeps,
as if thats the only time he does
he awakens
and starts to roam

traveler
yes but he doesnt mind
one home
and thats with me
i am the lone wolf


 
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