Wondering off into a misty horizon entering a blurry forest examining earth's gifts as would a florist
Hearing the howling of wolfs knowing their hungry as you push forward in hopes of running into someone possessing identical traits
Believing that embracing him or her will be the answer to making it through escaping the dark loneliness the wolfs pride themselves on trapping you in
Not noticing that the very person you may confide in with every ounce of love in your body could potentially be a wolf in disguise
Becoming the wall you will never emotionally get over before the rest feast on what's left in your weakened torso
Yet we imagine more so
thick skin can grow
Blocking the deceit of a masked wolf staring into your eyes
"Sole-Phresh Society"
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