Creature

by Elizabeth   Nov 12, 2006


The full moon shines
and the wind whips the wind through the trees
the creatures stalks
their prey

will the war
spill into your house
will u fall merciful to them
as they rip out your throat
will u see those fangs
as they spill the virgin blood

across your floors
against the walls
how do u want it done?
do u to be RIPPED?
with one quick slash?

or do u want to be hang by your arms, and get eaten alive
don\'t ask me what to do
or help your pathetic being
I\'m just the mess-ager

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