The Guts to Say

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Rushing through the wilderness,

I finally have the guts to say, it wasn't really you.

I know it's really wrong

you took all the blame for me,

but now I'm all alone.

Now I wish I was with you

even chained up in a prison cell

is all I could ask for to be with you.

Now here I am,

waiting for the moment you come,

to whisk me away on you white steed, and awat from this madness.

I lay under the stars,

listening to the howl of the lone wolf,

knowing exactly how it feels.

For I am a lone wolf

waiting for someone to find me

not knowing if you ever will.

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Okay i wrote this a few months ago basically it's set in england where they killed people for crimes so her boy friend took the blame for her and now she's basically all alone please tell me what you think thanks <3

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