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Savage Beast

written by: Prospermind

@prospermindWP

 

They call me,
Scarlet Soul.
During the,
open night,
roams,
my,
frigid howl.

I hunt with,
silver fangs,
and vengeful eyes.
My shimmering heart,
belongs to,
the loyal moon,
in the luminescent sky.

Magic blood,
floods my,
mystic paws.
A,
lone leader,
cruel hunter,
is what I am.

Sealed by,
an ancient curse.
My,
wild fate,
A,
yearning howl,
’til tragic dawn.

Still forest,
white frost.
A,
scared creature,
I become,
beneath the golden glow,
of the ravenous sun.

 

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR:

Art by Korpa16|courtesy of deviantart.

Prospermind

Prospermind

Prospermind, originally from Germany, life now has carried him all the way to Shanghai China, where he currently lives.
He is a 23-year old language student, who loves to put the words in his head to paper. He hopes that his words will inspire their reader to create something inspiring to others and him as well.
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