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The Moons Howl-its ur turn to scream lets be heard Loud!!-

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"Silence is golden but tape is sliver cheap in talking."

Title: The Moons Howl..

The Luna's a guild and also something that can cause you confusion when your lost.

I want to tell you.. Something its utterly a kill for die so you better listen quietly.

As the tree's are askew and the shadows become visually luminous creeping beast..

Your innocent reeks with a scent of morality and its cautions poisons bewildered me..

I am coming to you. Rather than waiting for you. Following your pace..

My darling you're the dammed walking carelessly close to the dead..

Your hiding hooded in cynical crimson begging really to be noticed..

Oh, and how you have.. Unselfishly unknowing to the sacrifice sweetness..

It's a taste deviously delirious to the instinctive delicious filling leftover.

You've walked in the path of a trail your footfalls fast and pretentiously quick.

Your my flame to the breathe of my candle and I am ready to blown you out.

Intoxicated your airborne perfume lingers on everything in your passing..

This journey of ours is tedious as you shift falling pray into a trap of my accord.

The eerie sense of come and get me calls out to me. Screaming its cries..

The creatures they are holding night as there oppositions are well hidden..

The road is barren untaken by none but you..

An easy take down..

Your my desire and I can't help but cheat the hope..

I am the creeping wind that gives the chill to your backbones white skeleton...

The Mercy of dispositions never to be my pleasure to undertake, Its not a trait favored by me..

I guarantee that I like the yelling that bled into the ears of the silent hollow wood

For there the only souls to hear the pleading of an obituary

Already being written are in the echo's..Through the sound barriers of the earth..

Paralyzed trepidations ..

The chase is already began a sweeping of leafs in embers fall.

For your expected victory is just the chocking voice of lying..Convictions mangled.

You don't act as if you are or ever were afraid or scared.

The choice made the forest holding the inhibitions, of nocturnal residents as I.

I watch you in the curiosity of wonderment.. For your rendition will be effortless for its planned.

I match your pace move as you do in sync..

I can't let you find home when your not heading there to the lamps flicker blinking alarm warning.

When chances are few, you take them granted with clever decisions declared.

The cloth of material you wear already a sign of bleeding blood.

On the ground, you're my target to attack to make that liquid appear more ravenously.

Your evangelist appearance daring. To be messed with an apparition phantom..

Your already a ghost walking to find purpose in my eyes..Shelter shocked

I am gonna to break you inward till you beg...

I am your chaotic chaos a damnation's development..I will demolish you..

I call out to her, the mother of my breed

I singsong in sorrow for what's to be witnessed as the death..

I am shifting towards you in desecrating your world.

I am searching catching your sight..

Your closer as I suspected and I can't help but linger on your fragrance..

I am captured by this kill..

Your dangerous as you beckon with a simple knock to enter another world..

I am lost once again to the girl bathed in red I drawback to the shadows..

As I slip back into the oblivion of miseries existing exit.

The legacy is passed our adventure into a mythical vicious fiction..

Entertainment..amusing all but you, and me for we

Held the last chapters in grasping fingers.

For I am the wolf, and you?. Are my little red riding...

Dying to be..

Under my sharp claws waiting to devour..

Well that's all DO you know what tale this is from! I hope you got it toward the ending Also THE MUST KNOWS THE PICTURE THE QUOTE THE SONG THE WORDS DID THEY go sinking into your skin to you fall for them tripping face first in LOVE?????? HUH!!! WHAT I CAN"T HERE YOU!!!! LETS HEAR YOU AGAIN!!! LOUDER!!!!!