This wolf in my heart
She is hungry for you
She paws at the ground
beggind to finally be found
Her white coat glistens
Just give her heart a listen
As her hunger strengthens, Her heartbeat hastens
Trapped as a soul not allowed to enjoy the hunt
She will never escape this emotional battle front
She solemly hols a tune of defeat
To her one and only love, lost, soulmate.
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My Little Book of Lovesick Poetry
PoetryOverly ambitious collection of lovesick garbage The typical cliche of a teenager What is there to expect?
