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I look up at the marble sky  The clouds covering the land in grey As i look on i I think "why?" I feel a farmiliar sense of dismay. All other feelings died in my deserted heart Broken and burned away by hate But then i discovered a small shard Still alive, it didn't break I planted it in my very core, Where it was surrounded by stone Freezing slowly like ice on a shore, It seemed it's fate had no return But then you came and saw what was slowly dying, Others saw only icy stone, You saved it, reviving The last shard that was nearly gone The last bit of red in a black heart Something so hard to see That last dying part Y

hear the howl from the trees, the wind blows leaves about your knees the beast of the woods is here it is lurking somewhere near it waits until the moon-rise it needs not fear demise it is a beast of even the darkest night it's sleek fur silver and sharp fangs white but those of a pure heart need not be frightened for he only preys on who wish to smite him he sees through their soul with a fiery eye there is no crime they can deny the great silver best of which i speak, is none other than the wolf of snow and sleat