The Hunt

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I can feel the poison in my screams,
I can feel the madness in my dreams.
The wickedness of my smile,
The cruelty of my eyes.

If you look at me closely,
Turn around and run.
Cause I am a demon,
And I am on my hunt.

I was born from the darkest pits of hell,
There is blood on my hands,
And I put my soul for sale.

Cause I am a monster,
And I am on my hunt.

The craziest shout,
The scariest growl,
The fiercest snarl,
The stealthiest prowl.

Cause I am a hunter,
And I am on my hunt.

Don't fall for my sweet lies,
Don't fall for my sad cries,
Don't fall for my pretty laugh,
Don't fall for my false love.

Once you fall for me,
You won't ever get up.

Cause I am a killer,
And I am on my hunt.
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Author's note: I was feeling bored and had dark thoughts. My poems aren't this dark usually.
Love,
Zarin

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