BeastA Poem by StacyPerry
As I run I begin to slow,
The ways of the night oh how they know,
I look upon a darkened sky,
The full moon hides and I barely sigh,
As it comes out from behind the clouds,
I feel a hunger and I am not proud,
My flesh comes off and is replaced with hair,
I am the beast that you all fear,
So run along and hide out of my site,
As this werewolf is going to feast on something/one tonight.
Copyright 2-27-2011 Stacy Perry
© 2011 StacyPerry
Added on February 27, 2011
Last Updated on February 27, 2011
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