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As Midnight Draws on

This is a poem about werewolves. I am so un-werewolf, I just woke up one night and got this awesome idea for a poem,so here it is. Enjoy!

This is in Sam's point of view when he is hunting. I hope you like it!

1. Chapter 1

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There is a pounding in my ears

hearing what the others hear

"Nobody knows that we're gone"

as midnight draws on.

When we howl at the moon

we feel no cold, and love the wind

with claws as sharp as knives

and fur that catches humans' eyes

we growl, run, and keep moving on

as midnight draws on