LyCaNtHrOpE

by AynJal   Jan 19, 2005


My howl echo’s through you
You hear it, I know you do
Touch the meaning inside
Don’t hide your eyes
Open your heart and your ears
Listen to all your fears

Her eyes search the night
As her ever growing sight
And her ears move forward
Following the right
To hunt another’s death
And to penetrate there flesh
To feed her own kind
As the years twine
Into a vine,
That wraps around life
And let there be no more strife
Only what needs to be
Just enough for her to see
To give in to her hunger
Ripping her teeth, grinding together
Feeding herself and feeding her own
So never come true, her fear of being alone

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