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 Posted: Wed Aug 13, 2008 12:10 pm
Here's a a poem that i wrote last year in my english class.
Cursed to be Were
On the darkest hour
When the full moon rises
I begin to feel this agonizing pain
Running through my veins
Screaming in agony
I hear my bones snapping
Oh, God what’s happening to me?
All this hair sprouting
Shifting shape
I begin howling
On all fours ready to go…
But then too soon…
Came the hunger for flesh
Running through the woods
Tracking down the scent
I came upon a human
Clear as a crystal
Soon to be red
As I drew in closer
The scent grew stronger
I am ready to bring in the kill
Seizing upon the human
With all my force
I slashed and chewed
For the desire of flesh
Not stopping from the cries of help
The warmth of his sweet blood
Ran down my throat
Bringing pleasure to this
Savage carnivore
As the moon’s curse began to ware off
I go back being my old self
Knowing that this bestial creature
Within me would lurk out
To feed again…
Now with my followers behind me
Ridding the world of these
Worthless mortals
We shall rule this world
Once again
As we did centuries ago…
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:09 pm
Wolves Eyes
by White Wolf02
Oh, how the wind blows with soft white snow.
Oh, how the moon is full and lights the way I go.
The forest is quiet, the snow is white.
Its show where I walked in the dead of night.
And as I go along, the snow turns to red.
And I know that something is ahead.
I get to the spot, another one slain.
The sight instills deep within me, a great pain.
I look at the moon and let out a howl.
I am maddened at the sight and I growl.
Why are humans doing this, will we ever be safe?
I just hope working together is all it will take.
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Posted: Wed Sep 03, 2008 6:21 pm
Wolf Haiku
by White Wolf02
The wind blows strong.
The Moon shines so bright this night.
I begin a song.
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Posted: Sun Dec 21, 2008 3:29 pm
This is something that I wrote when I was depressed...
SHOT
Blood churning,
Heart Stopping,
She slowly slips away,
I have, with me, a gun,
With a terrible past,
I have taken the life,
Of an innocent,
Just because someone took mine,
But I don't care anymore.
I've lost the will to think,
I've lost the feeling of pain,
Depressed in my own pitiful life,
I shot her again,
Her groans relieved no pain from me,
So bang, I shot her again,
I didn't feel any sadness,
Nor did I feel any happiness,
I was me who lost myself,
I was a living corpse,
Ready for the inevitable end,
She bled from the holes,
Created from my madness,
A pool of blood sat beside her,
Her body crying with red rubies,
I stood there, motionless,
An alternate reality created and succumbed.
So, bang.
A shot at me,
A shot at her,
A shot at humanity.
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Posted: Tue Feb 17, 2009 6:58 pm
I call this:"wolf song"
we sing for our family.
we sing as a symbol of freedom.
we sing to symbolize our closeness.
may the moon our mother hear our song.
And may she protect us through our days.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 9:19 am
i have not created a name for this. but it is a pholosiphy i care deeply about.
Destiny is not chosen by a higher being,but rather by ourselves. for those who have been set free our ourselves.
for i am not a pawn in whoever's game, but rather a king in my own world.
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Posted: Wed Aug 12, 2009 9:52 am
The Grey Wolf
Gray wolves are such beautiful creatures and are so misunderstood.
So many people hate them and would kill them if they could.
They are actually afraid of people and just want to be left alone.
They are presently endangered species and their future is unknown.
Most of the animals they hunt are injured or weak.
Deer and elk are what many of them seek.
Sometimes they howl to locate their pack.
They find each other when another howls back.
Their fur can make them withstand the harshest of weather.
They do not like to live alone and tend to stay together.
They try to avoid humans as much as they possibly can.
They mean no harm and are endangered because of man.
They live in the wild and they deserve to run free.
People need to understand them better and just let them be.
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Posted: Fri Nov 13, 2009 1:04 pm
waiting:
as i sit here and wait on the moon to rise
my enimes come out and try to attack me
btu the moon rises and my turning begins
im a wolf
from begining to end
claws
tail
fangs
and brains
im wat u call
an unstopable force
i can rip through walls and ter through bodys with the wickedness of ease
so think be for u cross me think real good
because i could be the wolf howling at your door step beging to come in and play
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