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Mar 31, 2009
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WOLVES
WOLVES Never thought I would be the oneTo say good-bye Never thought I would leaveEverything behind.ButI have been down that road beforeWolves at my doorLooking for blood and a heartTo feed on and tear apartBroken soul and left for deadI fight to stay aheadSad to tellBut I am better alone Than to be in hellWith wolves that come scratching at my door.
— Geremia, Mar 31, 2009
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Nordic cloud
17 years 2 months ago
Understood
Geremia
17 years 2 months ago
Many wolves..
Ink Dragon
17 years 2 months ago
Joe,
Geremia
17 years 2 months ago
You've got that right, Nina!