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Aug 2014
He comes to me, shrouded in darkness, in the dead of night.
Blue eyes, glowing, waiting
For his prey, I, lay dormant.
He pounces,
Lycan teeth gnashing, tearing at my heart.
I feel a sense of belonging, and at the same time...ruin.
A monster I've come to love.
I wake...
Alone, with no wolf...no love.
I remain at his mercy, and yet he isn't even there.
Written by
Shiloh Celestia Monroe  26/Pangender/Akron, OH
(26/Pangender/Akron, OH)   
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