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the moons lunar glow warms your back

the bones crack in shape of in posssible shape.

the sweet pain goes up your legs and into your spine,

the worm feeling in your spine come to a tail

the tingle in you skin come to a pelit of fur

the cool breeze flows through your hair like a jungle,

the sweet desire of pain crawls through you feet and into your skull

you tast the air with your tongue

of the sweet crisp air of an autumn moon

a pentagram burns in you eyes of the change

the tast of blood and chocolate in you mouth

both sweet, both hatful to the other.

the sweet pain becomes a beautiful creature of the night.