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Reynard The forest prince Untamed and proud Watches through the veil-between-worlds A fox’s eyes Sharp bones, fine as bird’s A russet greatcoat Hiding his wasted frame Tangled hair, red as a sunset His consort lost To the echo of gunshots

Posted by: Daevyr Thu Dec 06, 2007 @ 04:47pm

When the moon is full, I turn into a werewolf and I eat people.
I grow fangs and claws and an appetite for flesh.
I am writing a book
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of love poetry.[/size:08e4a7e065]

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Commented on: Thu Dec 06, 2007 @ 11:46pm


	That was a goregous poem, mon cher. Beautiful in its tragedy, and stunning in its visual display.

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