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Dec 2018
under the moon
i am a werewolf begging for change
clawing at the human parts of me

              I AM NO LONGER HER / I AM NO LONGER HIM!
              I AM NO LONGER THE PERSON I WISHED TO BE!

gnawing identity with honed molars
i bite down, savor the taste
                                                           ­            yet
                                                             ­                  i,
spit out the chewed pieces into my palm.

I AM SICK OF THE MONOTONY I HAVE CREATED! I AM SICK OF THE DESTROYING BEHAVIOURS KNITTED IN MY NEURONS! I AM SICK OF THE CRYING-INTO-THE-TOILET-BOWL!

i drink to my health, i drink to my sanity /
                                                                ­           i drink to the changing
                                                            mill­stones that grind within me
zane b
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zane b  canada
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