The Kill

The Kill

A Poem by EmoVampyrePoet

My eyes adjust

to the darkness,

I arch my arrow,

and pierce my prey.

A yelp, and I know

I've hit it. I lean

in, and take out my

knife to cut its heart

out...to make;

the kill.

© 2012 EmoVampyrePoet


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Added on May 7, 2012
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EmoVampyrePoet
EmoVampyrePoet

Cumberland Gap, TN



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I'm a 13 year old girl who's in love with P. C. and Kristen Cast's book series House of Night. I wish to be a singer and a poet when I grow up, but since poets don't make money...I figured I might as .. more..

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