Wolf

The main of the flame was the wolf that remained and when it came to be in my rain falling down killing my pain as I rip through the flame that remain the wolf howls at what was to become a ray of how much to go and play when it was to stay flame over the main that was to remain the wolf that was no one to blame running through the way and to always stay howling at the Moon that you knew it would be that grow and never moaned in pain as the wolf remains