Werewolves

by CHRIS   May 16, 2007


I sit here,
dark and stormy,
i wait here,
just as the clouds come over the moon,
tonight its full,
watch out,
or there goes your skull,
because tonight this moon is full,
i love the flesh,
i love the bones,
ill rip 'em out,
just to hear you scream,
i love them,
i love the screams,
they fullfill my dreams,
because tonight i feed.

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