Timothy Long

Veteran Poet - 1,146 Points (September 11 1996 / Auburn, New York)

Devoide 2 - Poem by Timothy Long

The wolf is in the den just sitting with burning eyes, the color of the devils playground looking for revenge for these sin in thy spirit, they don't understand the pain he goes through, he plays on the devil's playground, some would think that being a wolf is like being in eden with adam and eve where there's no pain or worry, everything is alright and every one is happy, but in reality it's just a lost cause, the pain of losing his family haunts him every day and every night, his family was killed for game while he was for enertainment, misunderstood and dying from his pain, he states his kindred spirit in agony and shame for it's devoide that's him, always has a void in his heart, forever with him his pain and agony, he's devoide of all emotion except for his revenge for his family, these haunting nightmares would always be with him

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Poem Submitted: Monday, October 28, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 29, 2013

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