cloaked in darkness black
eyes closed and jaw slack
inhaling the night's damp air
stalking the streets without a care
the scent of blood fills every pore
it hungers him to the core
he turns to look upon his latest prey
her weary eyes are dull and grey
she stumbles ever so near
unaware she should feel fear
he quickly pulls her into the dark
careful not to leave a mark
he silently drains her life
more lethal than a knife
she slumps in a heap to the ground
he carefully walks around
and goes about his evil deeds
the hunter who kills and feeds ~
Copyright ©2011 Angela Schofield
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