Alone
Quietly waiting
Waiting in the shadows
Wind whipping against the cold porcelain features
Scent
nostrils flare
senses absorbing the mouth watering scent
Hunger
Rips through the body
Accelerating every cell in my body
Friction of the cells is excruciatingly painful
Control
Snaps all is lost
Only thing left is what was first there
Cold pale porcelain features
Wind thrashing past
All is now silent
Forever and eternity.
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