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The Hunger of Immortals
Bring my eyes to crimson
with blood of innocence.
Pure and light to entrance
the hunger of immortals.
Silent as to stalk the night,
hidden in drowning shadows
to hunt the perfect prey.
Waiting for an opportunity
to pierce delicate ivory flesh.
Letting that sultry ambrosia
flow into my bitter corpse.
Patience lessens as dawn
wakes with her cruel rays.
The dark disappears, as will I
to await a new predator’s night.
