A Werewolf's Sonnet

by DragonSkulls

A Monster Contest Winner

     For countless years I feared what I became,
     the beast that stalked the tranquil London streets.
     A madness my own will could not contain
     upon each night the full moon course repeats.

     My victims all laid slain while shred and torn.
     In shock I'd cry at horrors I had done.
     I cursed the very day that I was born
     and vowed to stop the monster I'd become.

     But now I seize the change I can't prevent.
     I kill with ample purpose to the cause.
     Through murderous and vicious ill intent,
     I long to feel their flesh beneath my claws.

     What drives this beast are answers that you want.
     At first the moon...but now it's just the hunt.

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I manipulated this picture to look more like a werewolf. It
was just a regular wolf at first. Lol.

Thanks for reading.

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