Fate Unknown

Fate Unknown

A Poem by newyearnorma

The fear that makes blood run cold is what he is after.

He needs to see it in the pretty girl's eyes

The knowledge that she will surly die tonight makes him giddy.

 

He smiles at her from across the bar.

This is one of his favorite parts, the dance the hunter and his prey

 

He walks over to her.

His charm is impossible to resist.

 

She says she must go, he says he will walk her to her car to keep her safe.

Nobody will see her again, her fate unknown.

© 2011 newyearnorma


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Added on December 12, 2011
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