Falling Poem by Sam Campbell
Falling
He stalks them into an alley
He is the wolf they are the sheep
It is the same thing night after night
He lets the wolf take over
He hates it
He hates the murder
He is ready to take in thier prana
Then he sees HER
She is glowing, Effulgent
She is too pure
To be on the streets at night
Will his wolf bow before this angel
Or will he make her join him
In eternity forever in love
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