HuntingA Poem by KalsCan I bleed you? Just a moment of your time please. Surely you trust me, right? I promise not to hurt you... Much... I won't bleed you dry, Just a few ounces of your mortality is what I want, The taste of your crimson flow is what I crave, Come on now, Let me taste you... It's just one bite, I could make is enjoyable, or your worst nightmare, That's your choice, But I will get my prey. © 2008 Kals |
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1 Review Added on November 17, 2008 AuthorKalsOlympia, WAAboutThroughout my teenage life I've had my heart ripped to shreds, my loved ones broken away from me and my soul damaged. It sometimes takes a cold person to push all of that into the back of her head to.. more..Writing
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