Wolfs Heart

Another breakup poem.  At the time I was using the nick Lonewolf, and the girl I was seeing had named me Wolfie for it.

The wolf howls,
Calling for its mate,
Knowing that its heart,
Has met its fate.

He has loved before,
Choosing those he sees as best,
Telling all others,
That they just jest.

Now its mate leaves,
She has chosen another,
This wolfs heart,
Has been torn asunder.

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