Silent WorriesA Poem by Spirit <White Wolf>
Sitting here,
all alone, trying not to cry. Wondering, if your gonna be alright. Minds in a hole, long and deep. Losing, nothing but sleep. Loss of apitite. Hoping, things will soon be right. The tears soon flow, as my heart starts to go. Please, come back home to me. © 2013 Spirit <White Wolf>Reviews
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2 Reviews Added on April 24, 2009 Last Updated on April 12, 2013 Previous Versions AuthorSpirit <White Wolf>Boone, IAAboutI write a lot of poems but I do have one book that I am working on getting published. Its called Animungus Lupus which means Shape-Shifting wolf in latin. I'm am major writer. I write about everything.. more..Writing
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