The Hunt
Posted: March 13th, 2006 under creative writing, poem.
The voice stalks her through the trees
The wind begins to wail
Sobbing, desperately she flees
She stumbles, falling to her knees
The forest begins to flail
The voice stalks her through the trees
Shadows menace in the breeze
She continues, cold and pale
Sobbing, desperately she flees
The falling rain begins to freeze
The ice becomes a veil
The voice stalks her through the trees
The night is deaf to her pleas
She bows her head against the gale
Sobbing, desperately she flees
Phantoms hover, poised to seize
Her when her strength does fail
The voice stalks her through the trees
Sobbing, desperately she flees
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