They walked like canines
Under the moonlight
Their sharp teeth shimmer
As they howl for winter
Preying for prayers
Tasting sweet innocence
Hunting for a victim
I'll be your victim
Under the moonlight
Their sharp teeth shimmer
As they howl for winter
Preying for prayers
Tasting sweet innocence
Hunting for a victim
I'll be your victim
2010 Lyrical Poetry
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