Werewolf

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The blood running through my veins
Hot adrenaline pumping in my brain
Angry rising into flames
That can never be tamed

The beast is rising
  Which is unsurprising
Claws come out
Soon will be teeth no doubt


My hunger is becoming unbearable
I know it will make me terrible
The howling piercing the sky
Knowing it will never say good bye

-Angela

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