You watch me through my window I am not aware I think I am free, escaped I am not You are always watching Waiting, you stare down at me Biding your time You have learned to be patient And will pounce when I least expect Mauling Devouring Consuming Ah, but you do not know myContinue reading “The Huntress”
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