Amanda : Writing

Moonlight on Friday

Moonlight on Friday

A Poem by Amanda


More wolf stuff oops
The Last Thing

The Last Thing

A Poem by Amanda


So cold and alone,She sits on the swings.Slowly rocking back and forthWhile thinking of things.Not a sound is madeExcept for the silent screamThat ech..
Blood of the Wolves

Blood of the Wolves

A Poem by Amanda


Thousands the howls that cold eerie nightThe blood of the wolves; it burns so brightThe wolves they cry and moan in pain.Their blood is washed away by..
Lost Howl

Lost Howl

A Poem by Amanda


Told you I liked wolves.
Her Fake Heart

Her Fake Heart

A Poem by Amanda


I hate to see the way she acts,Whenever you’re around.She treats you like a false king,And gives you an imaginary crown.I know you love her,It h..
Alice, oh Alice

Alice, oh Alice

A Poem by Amanda


Alice, oh Alice what a lucky girl you are,To escape you need no magic; no wishing star.Simply fall down a rabbit hole to utterly escape,To a wonderlan..
The Soldier's Sister

The Soldier's Sister

A Poem by Amanda


Your door is cracked, I sneak a peek inside.Everything is exactly as it was; I nearly cried.I've been counting the days since you left.The pain of mis..

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