Prisonerim enslaved, a prisoner 4 walls, no bars, no guards. stuck here in this prison for my mind is a mind that wants to be free,Prisoner
and a free heart that doesnt want to be.
i am a slave to my feelings mereley a device they control me
i cannot escape and im not sure how much longer i can wait.
the mind says you dont love her but my heart says i do shes hurt you but it doesnt matter to me oh why must i want what cant be
so i lie here misery stuck in a cage
that i made myself and a prisoner has no wealth
The Lone WolfThe Lone WolfThe Lone Wolf
White as snow, yet battered and bruised, the lone wolf limps through the woods.
Mateless, packless, nearly lifeless, lonely and in pain. He stumbles along and lies down.
Turned down by his love, rejected by his pack, he lay down to die.
And as he laid there he thought, would anyone cry? would anyone mourn if i died?
Then he realized, yes, they would cry, he realized, yes, they might die and grasped the fragile threads of life, got up, and limped on.
I am the white wolf. I am the lo
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