Were-man

Were-man

A Poem by Daniele

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the man inside is open wide

for you to see now

i can’t stop myself when with the moon i’m not my own

my ears are ringing, demons cry

i am a freak now

there’s a monster, me, when with the moon i’m not my own

the inside hurts, outside i’m weak

cut off my blood flow

you won’t see my tears when with the moon i’m not my own

i’m an actor for today but

i’m deformed now

night falls, i’m transformed when with the moon i’m not my own

day leaves and she takes by the hand

the light where i can’t hide

darkness sets, i roam when with the moon i’m not my own

from the shadows comes the man

i veil inside by day

i can’t stop myself when with the moon i’m not my own

© 2008 Daniele


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