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Jul 2014
We're howling forever .
Standing on all fours talking to the moon .
The fog falls down and covers the wood's floor I
lay my heart out and let it bleed on yours . Feeding on fever as
my bones ache from the shape shifting pain that I can't take I
look at you knowing this isn't fake we've actually been bitten
by the werewolf tonight and now we'll forever remain cursed .
Running wild in these woods looking for fresh prey and a safe
place to stay I look into my wolf boy's eyes and tell him we'll be ok ~
Carolin
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Carolin  Egypt
(Egypt)   
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