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Cut my wrist,
I get pissed!
My blood starts to boil,
And it's hotter than oil!
Eyes shift, pupils slit-
Transformation nearly done.
C'mon and fight;
I wanna brawl!
So what's taking so long?
Hair grows- it overtakes my body,
Paws form, and tail takes shape.
Finally, fangs ellongate; but
I don't mind...
'Cause I'm releasing the Wolf tonight!
Sleep tight...
I get pissed!
My blood starts to boil,
And it's hotter than oil!
Eyes shift, pupils slit-
Transformation nearly done.
C'mon and fight;
I wanna brawl!
So what's taking so long?
Hair grows- it overtakes my body,
Paws form, and tail takes shape.
Finally, fangs ellongate; but
I don't mind...
'Cause I'm releasing the Wolf tonight!
Sleep tight...
Literature
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i fade with
stilted shots, the audience
waits for me. choking. oh god
how could this happen
with my throat
twisted up
and my head bound tight
in ropes i'm not sure i want to
untie? snap my brittle
wrists. i'm losing again,
numbers scaling down to a
place i should not be.
a parasite is swallowing
my energy. tests are negative.
i breathe.
--
just as i drift
into
pale, fading sleep,
his fingernails
claw through
the
material of
my skull.
i don't know who he is but i remember
the wooden floor beneath me
the length of my hair
catching under my back
as i struggle
and
how it felt when he
left me on the floor,
limp
tear stre
Literature
Possible futures
First Actual Meetings
To say the day had been testing was an understand from one Yorkshire man known by the handle of Raven, who was about ready to flee at any moment. But no he had agreed to this meet up and to show the crew around his home town. The day he thought would never come here right here and now just waiting for them to gather but of course the bus had been late when he had set out from the house, on top of the gathered crowds either boarding outgoing trains, leaving incoming ones and heading into town.
So here he was waiting at the train station, surrounded by a horde of strangers waiting for a sign of the crew’s arrival
Literature
Oakbridge - pt 3
Wilbur knew he should have stayed after class to check his grade with Mrs Forrester, if for no other reason than to know what his mother was going to find out when she sent her email. Instead, he got up and fled as soon as the bell rang, barely waiting around for Jon to catch up. But Jon was quick to get out of there as well, catching up before Wilbur had a chance to get very far.
"Why didn't you tell me you got your car back?" Jon asked, trying to stuff his coat through the straps of his backpack.
"I only got it back this morning. But it doesn't matter, because that bitch is gonna make me lose it again until I graduate," Wilbur said gri
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