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Sander Sweeneu
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In Your Head
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taekwondo, gitaar, keyboard, computer, lezen
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HALLO.
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Silent paws trotting
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.
Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?
He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.
Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?
His stomach is growling
but the hunger he’ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it’s their blood he smells for sure.
He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.
But still there’s no answer
he can’t understand why,
he’ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.
For days now he’s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.
Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.
What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?
The wolf is a symbol,
a brother, a friend.
it’s time now for action
before his existence comes to an end.
on a well beaten trail,
alone in the wilderness,
so young and so frail.
Little yips go unanswered,
the moon is now his guide,
looking for ones just like him,
or have all of them just died?
He sniffs the dampened ground
and senses man everywhere,
the silence is deafening
no howls in the air.
Oh why did he venture
so far from his den,
while his pack fell silent
at the hands of men?
His stomach is growling
but the hunger he’ll endure,
his pack family is out there
it’s their blood he smells for sure.
He stops in his tracks
and raises his head up high,
the terror overwhelms him
as he lets out another cry.
But still there’s no answer
he can’t understand why,
he’ll follow their trail
or he surely will die.
For days now he’s traveled
his spirit and body gone weak,
he lies down in white clover
no more energy left to speak.
Soon the soul hovers
over this tiny, frail pup,
whose future now will be guarded
as his soul travels up.
What right does man have
to take life from a living thing,
that has no way to voice its defense
against a human being?
The wolf is a symbol,
a brother, a friend.
it’s time now for action
before his existence comes to an end.
My name is: Sander
I am 17
I play the guitar already for 7 years
My sport is: Taekwondo
Ligt and Darkness are both very different..
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Hih dat zeker, ohw dan heb ik zat geld in de pocket om misschien te komen. Eerst eens iemand scoren die met me mee wil chillen 8D
1 decennium geledenHihi leuk, ik zal het even bekijken.
1 decennium geledenStiekems ben ik nog nooit met de trein geweest dus mag ik sowieso niet alleen en dat vinden me ouders niet vertrouwd aangezien ze de hele wereld aanziet voor enge creeps :')
Maar wanneer is het heb nog niet bij je meeting topic gekeken 8D.
Hahah nogal hea?:"D
1 decennium geledenDen Bosch is wel een eindje voor me.. hmz ik weet niet hoe mijn ouders daar tegenover staan, misschien dat ik iemand weet te scoren die ik al ke om met me mee te gaan.
1 decennium geledenDan mag het misschien wel hihi 8D.
Haha, ik zal zo even kijken.
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