Life right now,
Feels like walking
Through dark alleys
The path appears clear
Yet fear, resides in the shadows.
It sounds of dripping thunder...
Intrigued, I stay perched
It echoes electric senses...
To hunt, and kill in search
Forget about emotion
I have no time for that
Adapt in second nature
To become a feral cat.
One scratch,
You are the victim...
One swipe,
Til your all mine...
One sniff,
Intoxication...
One bite,
Taste the meal...
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The last lines are trying to us mice.