 | Posted June 7, 2013 at 07:57 AM by Tomboy (Welcome to my Irrational World!)
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The lone wolf stares into the horizon,
believing today will be his last day,
the sun stares at him like Aizen,
and decides to walk away.
The lone wolf stares at his feet,
Swollen and shaken from his fight,
Mouth, foaming at the scent of meat,
Cries at the sight of his plight.
The lone wolf stares at a deer,
Fangs bared ready for a last hunt,
Eyes, radiating with fear,
leaps giving off a grunt.
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