THE LONGING

 

 

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Wolves howl.

As if in mockery of my internal anguish

Arouse the echoing walls of my heart.

Oh! How the abyss aches from suppressed feelings –

Uncertain possibilities…

For if it has been proven that flawed has won perfection,

I with newfound voice would sound my soul like a wolf under moonlight.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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