Blood calls to passion
Anger and Lust so much alike
Were beasts howl
The sound peircing the night
The moon high above
She entices us to shift
She enthralls our sense
Erases all humane thoughts
Replaces them with those of animals
Pressing our instincts to their limits
We find a way to relese the beast
The tremendous energy pulsing through us
Urging us to create or destroy
You choose what to do
When the night calls to you
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Howls of Loneliness
Basically just poems I write when I need to talk to someone but no ones there to listen...
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My name is: Alexander
My mama:Unloved Outcast
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