#packs - Hello Poetry

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a dream one week ago:9 when that world came to an end I saw all the colors in hindsight-eyes bend cheetahs brush the graves on a pupil in the browns they fade kisses planted on necks for a goodbye imaginary mates no meet made stake on the runs cars jogging in place neon lights with no sun the packed stuff stumble on frights and screams I can't shut the hell does it mean when you're choked on fatal without a but doors abandon left sensations in scare in must breathes don't do any when opened after this disastrous dust when the world came to a salty end a smile in me shattered on no coming backs forever send -------ravenfeels

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May 9, 2021

May 9, 2021 at 1:24 PM UTC

raven-feels

When The World Came To An End

DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, a dream one week ago:9 when that world came to an end I saw all the colors in hindsight-eyes bend cheetahs brush the graves on a pupil in the browns they fade kisses planted on necks for a goodbye imaginary mates no meet made stake on the runs cars jogging in place neon lights with no sun the packed stuff stumble on frights and screams I can't shut the hell does it mean when you're choked on fatal without a but doors abandon left sensations in scare in must breathes don't do any when opened after this disastrous dust when the world came to a salty end a smile in me shattered on no coming backs forever send -------ravenfeels

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i feel their eyes on me as i walk along the street their mouths hung agape, panting like dogs like a wild pack of wolves hungry ready to pounce ready to strike ready to **** i lower my head in fear my heartbeat quickens as it sinks to my stomach i walk and i walk and i walk i run and i run and i run and when i turn my head over my shoulder i don't see them behind me but i watch them from afar each howl and snarl that slither through the cracks and gaps between jagged teeth their blood stained paws move to the side and i see it i see it i see it! it was another wolf! but it had collapsed and when i turned my head to the side all i saw was teeth marks and red red red.

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Oct 5, 2019

Oct 5, 2019 at 2:51 AM UTC

lunartales

a wild pack of wolves

i feel their eyes on me as i walk along the street their mouths hung agape, panting like dogs like a wild pack of wolves hungry ready to pounce ready to strike ready to **** i lower my head in fear my heartbeat quickens as it sinks to my stomach i walk and i walk and i walk i run and i run and i run and when i turn my head over my shoulder i don't see them behind me but i watch them from afar each howl and snarl that slither through the cracks and gaps between jagged teeth their blood stained paws move to the side and i see it i see it i see it! it was another wolf! but it had collapsed and when i turned my head to the side all i saw was teeth marks and red red red.

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People run in packs because they don't feel safe alone. I run alone because I don't feel safe in packs.

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Jun 19, 2019

Jun 19, 2019 at 12:21 AM UTC

Bibbybread

Lone Wolf

People run in packs because they don't feel safe alone. I run alone because I don't feel safe in packs.

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A pack of wolves is Sometimes preferable To a pack of cigarettes Makes for a coup de grâce A merciful death And I’m fresh out of wolves

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Jun 8, 2017

Jun 8, 2017 at 4:51 AM UTC

gabriel-burns

Grayed

A pack of wolves is Sometimes preferable To a pack of cigarettes Makes for a coup de grâce A merciful death And I’m fresh out of wolves

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aaahhhhooooooooooooowwwl . . . long silence aaaaaahhhaooooooooooooowwwwwl . . . even longer silence Lonely wolf of the night howl of loneliness so blight Steel Concrete Glass In our own wilderness tonight Full of fright Running with the pack On pack mentality No black . . . no white Only shades of gray

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Feb 16, 2015

Feb 16, 2015 at 7:24 PM UTC

South-by-Southwest

Shades of Gray Wolf

aaahhhhooooooooooooowwwl . . . long silence aaaaaahhhaooooooooooooowwwwwl . . . even longer silence Lonely wolf of the night howl of loneliness so blight Steel Concrete Glass In our own wilderness tonight Full of fright Running with the pack On pack mentality No black . . . no white Only shades of gray

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