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Soaring through the moonlit sky, creatures scurry away and hide,

I smell fear ripen the air, spy a meal sweet and rare,

Dipping low to measure the prey, whispers of mist blur the way,

The moisture yet to touch my lips, I scoop up the meal by the wrist,

He's mesmerised by my eyes, the bite I take as in my arms he dies,

I inhale the aroma of his skin, dropping his lifeless frame,

I'm fed for now.....but it won't be long til I want more.....

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PsychoCat
22:46 Jan 27 2013

. . XoxoxoxoxoX . .

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