Wednesday, 2 August 2017


MOONCHILD

I am a moon child,
there' no doubt about it.

The sun burns my skin
and daylight is not my time.

But under the night sky
under the moonlight...

She wolf becomes alive.

Her eyes shine ferociously
the bloodlust awakens...

Hide little creatures!
Run! Run! Run!

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