Awake in the dead of night.
Running out of pure fright.
Seeing the light flash behind me.
I run into the darkest night.
I think... I know..... what I am.
Something out of legends and lore.
I'm not as bad as they think.
They call me the demon of the night.
I feel my body changing,
As I howl at the full moon.
Running at full speed.
I jump...i growl.
I feel sharp pain in my side.
I call out screaming.
Then I run for my life.
They call me an abomination.
But they don't understand.
I didn't choose this.
And from my experience...no one would.
For i am a werewolf.
And all i want is peace.
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