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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