The turning

Sun, 07/27/2014 - 01:52 -- Wolfen

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08081
United States
39° 43' 25.2696" N, 74° 58' 45.5664" W

           I was in the forest looking at the full moon, knowing I'll be a werewolf soon.

           Feeling my body full of fur, you may think this is a curse.

           Running as fast as light, howling in the darkest of night.

           Stronger then normal, and ready to fight, but silent when around people in the light 

           Seeing my brothers and sisters turn too, eating something we like to call food

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