I am the lone wolf of the night
crying out for luna’s sympathy.
Forever asking why I have to be
the evil creature that will bite.

I walked among you for a while
doing so I felt quite juvenile.
But human life is temptation and desire
that’s the least what I require.

Emotions hurt like a gaping wound
at least that’s something that I found.
The injury was left untreated
and all my will was soon depleted.

My heart ached merely from seeing you
alone I did not know what I should do.
It’s an indescribable twist of mind
but I had to leave you far behind.

Now back to wolf I cannot speak
but being like that made me weak.
Love is nothing a wolf should undergo
it’s not even something a wolf should know.
Though there is something I’d never have reckoned
I would not want to have missed a single second.

And so I howl at the pale old moon
he’s my solace, bane and boon
You will always be my sun
I’d need wings but I have none.
To be with you is what I yearn
but I can only ever burn.

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