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Time For the Hunt
Alone on the roof.
As the night bares a blood moon.
I jump down and go for a run.
Now is the time for the hunt.
Waiting for the right time to kill.
Stalking my prey loving the thrill.
Seeing that the night is young.
It is definitely time for the hunt.
As the night bares a blood moon.
I jump down and go for a run.
Now is the time for the hunt.
Waiting for the right time to kill.
Stalking my prey loving the thrill.
Seeing that the night is young.
It is definitely time for the hunt.
Published 9th Oct 2015
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21st Oct 2015 00:36am
Night brings on the darker urges always, well captured energy & release of angst..
shiny eve to you,
~d
shiny eve to you,
~d
