You na\ever see it
But
It's there
Waiting
Watching
The right time to strike
Blood dripping from it's last kill\
Licking it's lips
It sees you though you don't see it
Tasting the air
Maybe
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
The mother road The mystery The majestic Spell binding Spell casting Fire in the pit of you stomach Go Go Go Don't slow down Much to s...
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