A great hunter

by Sammie Moore   Aug 5, 2004


Darkness seeps into my mind as a shadow as the sun goes down.
You can hear the animal as it crys in the distance,
it crys out in fear, and in pain
as I let the darkness fully engulf me.
I make my kill, and as a souvenir, I claim its head.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Marta

    That was very creative! I really liked it, different and simple. Im really loving your style of writting. Keep it up :)

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