New Moon
There's no forgiving the way I tested you
It moved so slightly
A dead scent settled beneath the wind
Still I saw something slowly closing in
I caught a glimpse of the werewolf
No one else held on for as long
Panic begets the use of my two fangs
So strong was that hand
I don't know if I knew what I know now
Silver hair on a black shroud
It's like that in my head
A grease trap, no easing in
Retracted from the morning sun
I'm born again to no one
Can't divide from the way I was
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