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Hunger

Roar
My claws Pierce the ground
Like a junkies needle
Hungry , stomach grinding ,
Can't sleep
Chasing this dream
Anticipation of the kill
The thrill
Heart beating faster
I tackle the beast
And go for the jugular
It's the quickest way to kill this hunger
Deep breaths followed by ripping flesh
Belly's full
slumber knocks on the door
Dreams of the hunt
Invade my thoughts
Instincts of success
Drown out my failed attempts





Written by Willdb57
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