Planning

Szépirodalom / Versek (498 katt) Kétvirág
  2016.01.16.

I'll meet the wolves,
All fangs and bones,
And eyes gleaming with madness.

I'll ask them all
Muscles like stone
Beneath the skin so reckless:

"Well you accept me
As just one of thee
Who's sharing the same sadness?"

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