A poem, in Brigitte's POV. I think it's good, hope you like it. I do not own Ginger Snaps, but i adore Brigitte!
BRIGITTE'S PAIN
The beast inside,
She shows.
In the form of Ginger,
And my hatred grows.
I scream and howl as much as I please,
Still all she does in bitch and tease.
I'll show her.
I'll show them all.
No matter how wolf-like I become,
I am determined to keep my humanity.
But as quickly as she comes, she disappears
Like a foggy entity.
Fuck my dead sister.
She got what she deserved.
I no longer feel sorry
For what I did to her.
With the Monkshood, I believe I am safe for now.
I won't die like her.
As I inject it once again,
The familiar pain begins again.
And I wait as it subsides.
Once again,
I feel like myself inside.
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