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BLOOD BROTHERS
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Within the darkness
I walked,
past street lights lit
To light the way,
they did their bit
The streets were empty,
devoid of life
but for a black cat there
whose teeth
like steak knives
pierced the neck
of the rat
he'd caught
A vampiric
feline sating on
dinner he'd sought
His green
eyes locked
on my eyes,
brown
I turned away
looked down
at the ground
'So sorry to disturb you, '
I whispered you see
For I knew him
and he knew me
Many times we'd meet
on full moon nights
Two hunters with a
disregard for life
To a back entry
I made my way
Followed by the cat
who would always stay
with me,
when the moon
was bright
for the curse of the wolf
I could not fight
And so it was,
as it had been before
Falling to my knees
I began to roar
Witnessed only
by the black cat see
Gazing from the dark
at this
lycanthropy
Change from man
to demonic entity
The urge to kill
burned deep within me
Raw flesh I sought
my prey to seek
Be they strong
OR BE THEY MEEK
Running down the streets
and the back alleyways
Saliva dripping
as I hunt my prey
Chronic urge
coursing through my veins
As the moon shines down
upon my body and mane
Whoever comes across me
this cold, dark night
you'd better run
IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIFE
A silver bullet
fired from your gun
Anything less...
AND I WILL HAVE FUN
Copyright
{c}2009
Wayne Leon Learmond
BLOOD BROTHERS
All Rights Reserved
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