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by D.B.
Rated: E · Poetry · Fantasy · #2169261
A werewolf struggles to find his place in the world
Prowling in the forest
howling at the moon
the dark is his comfort
dawn comes too soon

A misfit legend of the night
once he led a normal life
but now he's forced to hide
no one knows his strife

He was simply a boy
who became a man
then something happened
he didn't understand

He started growing fangs
and whiskers so long
a howl so deep
became his song

Fingernails became claws
a primitive tool
So much fur on his body
rage was his rule

He became a creature
that he couldn't control
he had to leave his life
to follow his soul

A werewolf is what he is
right or wrong
he must live his truth
and seek where he belongs
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