Pagan Poetry – Shaking of a Wolf Soul

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They’ve tried to break me
Since I was a child
Told me to behave
Be quiet and mild
The truth is I’m broken
And proud to be so
For light pours through the lines
We’re daring to show
I readjust when I stumble
I cry and I scream
But I won’t let you tell me
That I can’t have my dream
So the world can keep
All of it’s fakes
I’ll run to my wildness
Even when my soul shakes
So come with me, jump with me
Into the gulf
Together we’ll run with
The souls of the wolf.

J.Morris All my own work and design all rights reserved

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