The Ring - Poem by Death's Shadow
A full moon
reflects off the tears
from a young girls eyes.
She screams aloud with pain
because she wasn't ready,
but he still said goodbye.
The movement of the gold ring she threw
catches the eye of a wolf,
as she screams at the heavens,
yelling that he promised to always be there.
The wolf cries a mournful song
as a girl with tears in her eyes
and a gold ring on her finger
kneels down and whispers,
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