Hunt

Hunt

A Poem by Lestat's daughter

We hunt to survive,

The smell of blood in the air.

Tearing and ripping dead flesh.

We feel alive!

© 2008 Lestat's daughter


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Added on August 29, 2008
Last Updated on August 30, 2008

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Lestat's daughter
Lestat's daughter

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