Predator and Prey

December 8, 2011
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The silence of her footsteps
The balance of a bird
A mind of a genius
The weight of a feather
Her color as black as night

With eyes of the moon
She watches me
With every move I make
She comes closer

I flee
Leaving behind my footsteps
She follows

With hearing of a dog
And a pounce of I lion
She catches me

Her sharp claws seep into my delicate skin
Braking apart slowly
I take my last breath
Clenched in the mouth of a monster

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