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Wolf
Contributed by
strawberry_stitch
on
Thursday, 2nd December 2004 @ 02:53:08 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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I hold my naked porcelain body, trying to keep warm
The snow is really cold this time of year
Sure its summer but you need to know that its always winter here
Always snow cold misery
My breasts are swollen and my feet are frozen
I lay huddled behind a tree, hiding from the men in the fur
The are the loup-garoux
The werewolves… The enemy
I hear them creep upon the dead earth
I keep my eyes tight and sigh
Why hide from these creatures?
Why not just die?
I slowly stand but im so frozen my tears are icecicles
You can see my blue veins.
My life source
I fall back into my original place unable to move
If the men don’t kill me, the cold will
All the humans are gone…dead…eaten
Half of them turned
As I look around I look upon a set of bloody teeth
For some unknown reason I am not scared
I sit expecting death.
The rest of the pack are around me now
Baring their teeth trying to scare me
Is my blood frozen?
Why am I not scared
I taste the bitter blood in my mouth
Yet I like it
I see the bird next to me
Snap!
The blood looks so good
Wait what the hell am I doing?
I sniff the magnificent beast and soon it has disappeard from my hands
Right into the pit of my stomack
These creatures are looking at me, still bearing their teeth
I could give a rats ass!
I get up and slowly walk across to what looks to be the leader
They snarl and growl
I take my athme, my knife and slice open my hand
The snow is now red with my crimson blood
The leader has a scar on his eye
I hold my hand up to his jagged teeth and then kneel the rest of my body to him
He just looks on and howls
Suddenly the pack and himself are leaving
Im furious so I scream WHAT THE HELL?
COME BACK AND EAT ME
Only one turns back and it looks like he smirks at me in pity
I follow.
Their lair looks really cozy
I can see females lounging about
Oh how I want to be them
For a reason I don’t know of
I started walking towards them
Instead of creeping like I was
I shout to the females
“ Make me of you, Let me be family”
They just look at me and blink
I storm up to them right next to them
Shove my bloody paw near there mouth
Paw? What? Im no wolf
I look into the ponds reflection to see that I am indeed a wolf
Just like them
I am white with red eyes
Whoa! Scary!!
My teeth are not jagged but they are bloody
I look up at the leader, the black wolf with green eyes
His eyes pierced my soul and I felt a pang of lonelyness
I wandered up to him but was blocked by females
God they were ugly. Hideous!
I was not familur with this so I walked away
When I turned to leave my back shuddered and I hit them!
I made my way up to his lair
And started to tease him
He was soon to be mine and no one elses.
I asked him why I turned
And he said
“you were always wolf”
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strawberry_stitch
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2004-12-02 02:53:08]
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