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Floating between darkness/floating between stars Earl lived in the backwoods/ …with snow on the hills he sharpened his knives while counting his pills.. his dark blackened eyes.. would give way to chills.. yeah, they were shaping, and twisting so many lies… he liked to get stoned/he liked to get high.. Earl liked to do whatever he pleased… and, it grew n’ grew like a darkened disease… There once lived a girl her name was Nadine An innocent girl just barely eighteen… She knew not of wolves that lived in her woods… While out on her walk… with eyes on his prey…Earl knew in a moment what he had to stalk. No one in town knows where Nadine went… Except.... Earl...he knows ... how Nadine's days are spent.
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Sep 21, 2014
Sep 21, 2014 at 12:31 PM UTC
"A Wolf Named, Earl" by, Krisselle S. Cosgrove
Floating between darkness/floating between stars Earl lived in the backwoods/ …with snow on the hills he sharpened his knives while counting his pills.. his dark blackened eyes.. would give way to chills.. yeah, they were shaping, and twisting so many lies… he liked to get stoned/he liked to get high.. Earl liked to do whatever he pleased… and, it grew n’ grew like a darkened disease… There once lived a girl her name was Nadine An innocent girl just barely eighteen… She knew not of wolves that lived in her woods… While out on her walk… with eyes on his prey…Earl knew in a moment what he had to stalk. No one in town knows where Nadine went… Except.... Earl...he knows ... how Nadine's days are spent.
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