Posted on 22-08-2010
Filed Under (Forgotten Texts, Poetry, Writing) by Lady Kryson

Trapped within the world I have created,
I hunger for only you.
The pain of desire, overwhelming.
Blood filled tears stain my aged face.
I would sprout wings and fly, but I cannot
for I am a cat prowling the night for my
next victim.
When I try to love, I only devour.

~Kryson

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