Rescue Of The Wolf November 15, 2017August 22, 2020 Thomas James Vincek #Abyss, #Animal, #Back, #Body, #Cage, #Choice, #Crave, #Darkness, #Deep, #Energy, #Fading, #First, #Free, #Freedom, #Go, #Heart, #Howl, #Motion, #Path, #Paths, #Prowl, #Rescue, #RescueOfTheWolf, #Revealed, #Rush, #Savior, #Seek, #Soar, #Surge, #Sweet, #TheWolf, #Thrill, #Time, #TJWhiteWolf, #Urge, #Wild, #Within, #Wolf The wolf is on the prowl Listen for the howl Feel the surge of energy Rush over the body You begin to soar As a caged animal Set free for the first time With your wild heart All is set in motion To give you the thrill Of sweet freedom you seek To fill the urge You crave so deep within All your paths are revealed The choice is yours Where to go from here Like a savior You rescue This fading heart Bringing it back From the abyss of darkness Share this:TweetEmailPrintShare on TumblrPocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
Disturbance January 27, 2016August 12, 2020 Thomas James Vincek #Apprehension, #Attention, #Behind, #Breaking, #Close, #Connection, #Controversial, #Convention, #Dicomfort, #Disgust, #Disrespect, #Enter, #Existence, #Expression, #Extension, #Feel, #Heard, #Help, #Hint, #Interject, #Invention, #Leave, #Like, #Lost, #Mentioning, #More, #Needs, #Neglect, #Never, #NoExceptions, #Nothing, #Pay, #Placed, #Project, #Protect, #Purpose, #Recollect, #Redirect, #Reflect, #Rehearsal, #Reject, #Rhymes, #Rough, #Rush, #Servants, #Slightest, #Surface, #Takes, #Tension, #Time, #TJWhiteWolf, #Turbulence, #Verses, #Voice, #Worth, #Wrecked, #Writing, Disturbance I thought I heard in your voice Just the slightest hint Of your disgust I know you wish nothing more Then my existence never been I’m here to leave behind The cause for your disturbance Can you feel the turbulence A rough rush of discomfort For you and all your servants They lost all purpose Breaking through the surface Writing rhymes like verses Now look who needs a rehearsal Still controversial With no exceptions The tension in your expression Shows the connection In your invention Pay close attention When you enter the convention You’ll be filled with apprehension No simple extension worth mentioning You shall not reject nor disrespect The more you reflect The more I’ll project Just so you can see I am the cause for your disturbance Can’t help I like to protect Even all that has been wrecked I will not neglect While you recollect I’ll interject Do what it takes to redirect What has been placed Until such time I am the cause for your disturbance Share this:TweetEmailPrintShare on TumblrPocketTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...
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