Screams...I hear them.
My mind...It screams.
The stretch of my limbs,
As the monster feeds.
The moon is too full.
It's a lunar sin.
I feel its pull.
The blood lust begins.
I lick my lips.
The victim is near.
The limbs I'll rip.
How sweet is their fear?
I feel no guilt.
My pain is gone.
My curse is dealt.
The hunger is done.
Until next time,
When the moon calls.
I'll wait. I'll hunger
Until the next victim falls.
At one time, I was going to put this one in one of my books but decided it didn't fit. However, I hope you enjoy it.
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