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Apr 2020
The moonlight beamed down
Silhouetting her dark hair
Her eyes burnt green
The night transformed her beauty
I only had one thought:
"Yep! She's a werewolf!"
You think your girlfriends RUFF in the morning.
I was BARKING up the wrong tree
My dating life is pretty PAW
Written by
Owen Hayes  16/M/Mansfield
(16/M/Mansfield)   
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