Lycaon

I am a Lycan

the crime is done
the punishment is just
why does the torture continue
a nuissance is the sun
what is it within us
taht awaits the rise of the moon
it is a beckon call
on a starry night so clear
smelling the scent on the wind
heartbeat rise, heartbeat fall
i have not a trace of fear
now staring up at the moon, a ripple in my skin
forced down now to my knees
my body changes shape
razor teeth, shredding claws, a body full of fur
a tail now a set of paws instead of hands
I am WOLF
I am MAN
I am LYCAN
I AM FREE!!

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