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