the moon rises

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

if you like were wolves this is a great poem

The full moon rises
I feel a surge of energy
The darkness within me attempts
To break free
But I fight it I fight the temptation
To erupt and destroy every thing in my path
The monster within becomes stronger
As the moon rises higher
I start to sweat and try to
Take in deep breaths but its useless
I feel my body start to change my
Mussels growing lager
I fall over im on all fours now
My eyes start to glow yellow
My teeth start to sharpen
Then I let out a growl
Every one around me runs away
Black fur start to grow from my arms
The temptation to much
I surrender to the moon

My nails grow into claws my body is covered in fur now my face take the formation of a wolf Iā€™ve fully transformed now until the moon sets im am a monster

Submitted: July 05, 2008

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