WerewolfA Poem by Death Stalkera mere contest entryThe full moon rises The land illuminate The deer lurks around
A deer leader feels so alone It looks to the south, sees a shape “It can’t be a sort of cat” It thinks The shape stands up A shape of a wolf
RUN! The deer screams to its fellow friends RUN FOR YOUR MERE LIVES! The shape runs, attack the deer The deer gets a smell of blood From its drooling mouth The last thing the deer sees Are its friends that got away That won’t do a thing to help it
A human, a lost human Is crying He looks up to the sound of twig breaking All the sudden he is pinned down A head, shape of a wolf But with a humanoid body The human looks away to the slowly rising sun He close his eyes and brace for impact
A police is called to investigate a murder As they surround the dead body of the lost man There was another human near by A heavily sleeping human Naked, with blood of a deer and a human In his mouth. The police took him to the police station To a cell with 30 other prisoner And 10 police. The full moon rises… © 2011 Death StalkerAuthor's Note
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6 Reviews Added on April 9, 2011 Last Updated on April 15, 2011 AuthorDeath StalkerTucson, AZAboutI like to write, any story that lurks into my mind. I've been writing as long as I can remember. It all started with nothing to do, it was nighttime... I was sleeping, I have a vivid dream, that ta.. more.. |

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