Blood LustA Poem by MichaelThe anticipation of the hunt Brings my passion to flame The pulsating of their blood Flowing through their veins As they feel my wrath approaching They can feel my cold hearts chill At that sweet moment I reach out for the kill As their life force leaves them I feel as though I'm alive But desperately deep down wishing That soon I would die.
© 2011 Michael |
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1 Review Added on January 21, 2011 Last Updated on January 21, 2011 AuthorMichaelRichmond, INAboutI am loving my life right now, I have more peace than I have ever thought possible while going through a divorce. more..Writing
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