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With the pack Hunting Blood upon the breeze Coursing through our veins Changing, on our knees Pray with the pack Running The taste of fresh meat Biting, and clawing Something, good to eat Howling with the pack Screaming Waking in the morn Naked and remembering Another Werewolf, born
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
Howling, at the moon
With the pack Hunting Blood upon the breeze Coursing through our veins Changing, on our knees Pray with the pack Running The taste of fresh meat Biting, and clawing Something, good to eat Howling with the pack Screaming Waking in the morn Naked and remembering Another Werewolf, born
Love the idea of werewolves, thank goodness, they ain't real :D
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Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 2:32 PM UTC
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