Lone wolf

Lone wolf
the old one
only shadows behind him
whispers of malevolence, shouts of hypocrisy, a new hymn
blinded by a shine that doesn’t disappear from his memory
a shine that can guide him, from out of the darkness
through a storm, guide him to clearness
he have no place to stay, no place to hide
that even if have a sunny day out there, he still see only cloudy
tired of run behind his own tail, it’s time to stop… tired and lonely
and think about how it’s gonna end

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