I am not a good human. I am a good werewolf. I am jealous and snappy and cold of hand and heart. I bite first and ask questions later. I sit with my guilt though others say not to. I shed blood when I mean not to. I fear I will be alone forever, that I have bitten too hard to be loved, that I have torn the throats of those I am most infatuated with. My fondness becomes a bite, my love torn flesh and broken hearts.

I am not a good human. I am a good werewolf.
I am not a good human. I am a good werewolf. I am jealous and snappy and cold of hand and heart. I bite first and ask questions later. I sit with my guilt though others say not to. I shed blood when I mean not to. I fear I will be alone forever, that I have bitten too hard to be loved, that I have torn the throats of those I am most infatuated with. My fondness becomes a bite, my love torn flesh and broken hearts. I am not a good human. I am a good werewolf.
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