eyes that glow, teeth that shine.
the taste of blood just waiting to be mine.
the howls at night to the moon so bright.
the morning dew freezes to ice.
we are few but we are one.
we hunt in packs, we don't kill for fun.
our breath smokes as it leaves our face.
we run in the snow in the amazing race.
we are few but we are one.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
few but one
Posted by Maltese King at 9:11 AM
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