Drooling over himself, Like an infant; Moaning over pain, Nonexistent.
Stumbling over his feet, Without direction; Body rotting away, Filled with infection.
Chasing after his prey, Like a savage; Followed by his kin, Ready to ravage.
Biting through his catch, While the others smother; The victim rises again, Their new brother.
Submitted: April 11, 2008
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seesawmae
this is good, nice job!
Fri, April 11th, 2008 11:44pm