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Hunted
Tracks of a beast he begins to follow
With a heart of fury, empty and hollow
He stalks his prey under the moon’s eerie light
Throughout the forest, and throughout the night
Every step is followed by bright yellow eyes
They sparkle and gleam under a childish disguise
Snap!
Crack!
The hunter turns in a rush
He strains to see through the dark, wooded brush
Merely a babe he finds, merely a young, innocent child
Not what he’s looking for, not a beast of the wild
He dismisses the child with the swish of his hand
His eyes turned forward to the unexplored land
Away he strides with his back to the danger
But he misses his chance, for this child is no stranger
A mask it wears, a mask of disguise
A mask which covers all but its eyes
Small fingers spring claws
As hands turn to paws
Hair begins to sprout where once was skin
Maw replaces mouth, with a wolfish grin
Where once was a child now stands a beast
A beast with yellow eyes, prepared for its feast
It begins to stalk forward, looking for its prey
The hunter becomes the hunted, in a game only beasts can play
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