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Easing the Soul
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Wulfman Adventures I use to be a man of Gothic taste.
Lack of emotion, a face of stone
and desert eyes.
Events in life has caused me
to turn within.
Times I would put aside the mask
and show my goofy self.
Most times not allowing love
or sun shine.
I woke up singing along with the radio
this morning.
Meaning the scars on the spirit are
healing.
The child doesn't cry tears but
remains silent.
A trait I still carry, a silent wolf
pawing through life.
Carrying me back to the love I have found.
Alas, bringing peace to the tormented
soul.
