

ScornedScorned and turning she lies there broken and burning. Their passion so good and bright burned and shone through the blackest night. Illuminating, warm, so free from hate or scorn. But he lost the fuel to feed their flame and felt that she was to blame.Scorned
He left her torn battered and bleeding reveling in the sound of her screaming. The beautiful fire, that enchanting flame is put out in a flash now looking lame. The ashes of the fire blow away as did their love on that fateful day.


Shifting gone wrongPain rushes through my body and mind soon i will leave this world behind.Shifting gone wrong
Warm blood gushes from my body onto the floor chilling me from my very core.
Tears roll down my face mingling with the fresh blood in this lonely place.
This wasn't supposed to happen it really wasn't none of this makes sense it really doesn't.
Shifting is natural for those with lycanthropy so why am I writhing on the floor in agony.
My sister said that I would be able to shift soon so I tried it tonight under the full moon.
Bones cracked and muscles lengthened in the start then my body ripped


SanityMy mid is clouded with fog and mist making me doubt if I exst.Sanity
Such simple thoughts escape me am I slowly slipping into insanity.
Are my very memories being erased the thought has me baring my fangs in distaste.
I know that I am here hopefully like the ones i hold dear.
I hear her voice softly whisper to me helping to quell these feelings inside me.
She helps to keep me sane never will I consider her a bane.
The wolf who dwells inside of me just like every other soul with lycanthropy.
She is me and I am her the only difference is she always has fur. &nb


BloodlustThis hunger beats inside of me the animal rages to be free.Bloodlust
A crimson liquid oh so sweet is what my body needs to be complete.
My wolf needs to hunt and be free but I can't unleash her from within me.
I cannot shift or change so hunting is beyond my range.
Still I have to feed only blood can sate this need.
Bitting into someones skin letting all of the flavors sink in.
The warmth and taste are all too good to waste.
But alas the hunt is not for me a scouter is what i be.
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~ Canis Lupis Humanis ~
The mind is a terrible thing to waste but the waist is a terrible thing to mind.
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5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 HEHE!!!!!
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~ Canis Lupis Humanis ~
The mind is a terrible thing to waste but the waist is a terrible thing to mind.
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5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 HEHE!!!!!
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~ Canis Lupis Humanis ~
The mind is a terrible thing to waste but the waist is a terrible thing to mind.
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5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 5 HEHE!!!!!
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