The wolf s death

Анастасия Карпова86
Somewhere gazing at the Moon
A bloody wolf refused to die.
But the cruel power of the Moon`s light
Persuaded him to pass away soon.

In the brutal battle for his life
He’d rushed to enemies with fury.
But the hordes of beasts assaulted him,
And the only thought was to die with prim.

 They’d tried to tear his flesh apart.
The blood was splashing on the tree,
And nobody could help at once…
But it didn’t matter, `cause he was free.


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I am as wolf...
My dear, tell me truth -
And give me Moon
Before your loseing of my Soul-sun...
My dear, tell me me truth -
You know...
I am dieing...
Wonderful poem!

Скерцо Нс   17.12.2008 23:00   •   Заявить о нарушении
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Thank u.. I suppose that everyone should fight for his life and happiness.

Анастасия Карпова86   21.12.2008 17:26   Заявить о нарушении
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