Chapter 8
Thirst
The Nightfall: Special
Lips start to dry
Tongue wants a taste
Throat filled with thirst,
Eyes start to fly
Mind search to taste
Thirst start to hoist.
Scent start to search
Sniffing around the corners
Finding for a prey,
Hunting around in reach
Thoroughly searching in corners
Alive prey to slay.
Ears could hear aloud
A heart pumps alive
Surely fresh blood welcomes,
Prey is sure around
Ready to eat alive
Efface thirst that comes.
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Written by:
Jenny Reyes
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