The CurseA Poem by christoph V. IIThe Curse Everyday I live with a curse, which I cannot run from. A curse which comes every full moon. When the wolf in me comes out. When I'm a wolf I do not care for human life. I only care about feeding and killing. I am unstoppable... You try to kill me & your the one who dies. I am stronger than all. But when the full moon is gone I am weak. I cry over all the horrible things I did. But I have to accept that I have the curse of the wolf. I feel I must cage it. But sometimes I feel like I want to release the wolf on my enemies. Hey maybe this curse can be fun maybe this is not a curse maybe its a gift.
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1 Review Added on September 26, 2010 Last Updated on September 26, 2010 Authorchristoph V. IINMAboutI am new to writing and I think I might be good at it.I am a cool laid back dude,and I am very creative.I'll write from time to time or when I have an idea that needs to come out. more.. |