Huntress .

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Huntress . Huntress .

Poem by: LizLew

Genre: Poetry

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Submitted: August 08, 2011

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Her eyes don’t shine, they throw back the light,
She smiles as she walks through the night.
Knife in boot, gun in hand,
Her ears prick at every sound.
She is the Huntress, the very last one,
Killing is a sport, it’s only fun.
She hears a noise but continues her pace,
An evil smile spreads on her face.
She hides out in a dark corner,
It seems a child was stalking her.
The angel face didn’t stop her arm,
When it’s too late, her eyes cast alarm.
The knife slashes through the throat,
She steps away, it’s time to go.
Huntress whistled as she walked away,
The body and head will be found one day.
She walked away to find another victim,
She is the Huntress, not a villain.


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