Panic Attack (Silent Predator)

Silent predator waits

Looking, watching

A masterful marksman

 

Silent predator waits

Soft breaths

caress…

A loving warning

not to weaken

 

Silent predator waits 

Doors left open

Invite the marksman closer

a clear shot,

 

Silent predator waits,

a perfect shot

the burning metal

beautifully

kisses tired souls

   

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