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scent of prey is nigh an innocent young couple alone in the woods oblivious to danger he's kneeling down on one knee silent is the chase the look of terror in eyes trapped in fearfulness there is no place left to run they stand trembling, holding hands the growling surrounds too easily they are caught ripping and rending with tooth and claw and bloodlust as the forest is sullied awakens groggy the smell of death upon him his heart is heavy he feels the weight of horror he watched it all from within looks up with sadness another full moon tonight after so many he is doomed to change again howling echoes pierce the air
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May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 4:53 PM UTC
Curse the Moon
scent of prey is nigh an innocent young couple alone in the woods oblivious to danger he's kneeling down on one knee silent is the chase the look of terror in eyes trapped in fearfulness there is no place left to run they stand trembling, holding hands the growling surrounds too easily they are caught ripping and rending with tooth and claw and bloodlust as the forest is sullied awakens groggy the smell of death upon him his heart is heavy he feels the weight of horror he watched it all from within looks up with sadness another full moon tonight after so many he is doomed to change again howling echoes pierce the air
© September 18, 2009
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del-maximo
May 25, 2010
May 25, 2010 at 4:53 PM UTC
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