Unruly wolf

A Poem by Kaya

Our surroundings breed our impulses

And I pray,
That there's a quiet corner of hell
For the souls of the vengeanced.

Those souls forced to bite
Onto a hand that never fed.

© 2026 Kaya

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Added on April 11, 2026
Last Updated on April 11, 2026

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Kaya

, , United Kingdom

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Please pay no mind to this account, I won't be around for more than a bout I'm a sad student with writing as a crutch, And I'd like to store poems and the such more..