Author's Notes: I picture Squall as a wolf better then I can picture him as a lion. Wolf's are passionate, quiet, and secretive. That and I just really like wolves. :) Everyone I know thinks of me as a wolf, so maybe thats why. ;)
Darkness falls around me,
I try to block out people's accusations with my walls,
but there just not high enough.
They build and build each day,
but still never reach infinity.
My wall's of isolation soon begin to trouble me,
I feel like a trapped wolf pacing a too small cage.
I see someone's hand trying to reach out for me over these walls.
I try so hard to grasp them but they remain just out of reach.
Sighing in defeat I turn back into my darkness,
and begin to pace.
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