Darkness only separated by the silver orb floating in the sky. A creature of the night deftly slips through the trees. The moon catches on his coat and it gleams a midnight black with silver. Running. Panting. Howling. Look at his leader. The silver orb that leads him home. Quietness. The only sound is the howl in the night. The sound only the mysterious wolf of black and silver can make.
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Dear Someone
PoetryJust some thoughts of a lost girl. Just gonna put this out there but my very first poem is very dark and very scary. I, in no way, shape or form encourage anorexia and self harming. A lot of my poems come from the bad times I've been going through...
