From one warped mind to another...
The ramblings of a troubled mind made public for no particular reason.
Monday, 9 November 2009
Prey for the light
I am the predator.
You are the prey.
Of your kind I seduce, drink, and slay.
You can but hope we never meet,
when out alone in darkened streets.
By my hand your heart shan't beat.
Your mortal blood so warm and sweet.
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