Time after time,
coldly wind howls
like a vicious hurricane,
whispers and growls,
sneaky and wildly,
waiting for its next victims.
Swirling in the darkness fiercely,
stopping light from breaking in,
leaning forward, warning me the danger,
because it was a stranger,
as a wolf ranger,
was ahead.
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Bunch of POEMS
PoetryThis is an bunch of poems, I had in my mind for pretty long time and now I want to share with you. The main bit you need to know is that this is mostly about love, hatred and time running out, as you've short amount of time to spend your precious mo...
