Listening all night,
your howls echo
and I feel your pain.
Under pressure and oppression
an invader inside me.
My demons grow
frighteningly
enveloped by yours.
"Roar" he commands.
"Roar" he commands.
Growing in obsession
I need to reconcile
with the monster that
rises within me.
The moon is too strong
and the black well whispers
my name, drop by drop:
"Wolfie Leon, it's time to go."
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