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Bethany Williams

Rookie (10-11-1992)

The Hunger Games


Fighting death
Brings you closer
To the light

Close to death
You kill to survive death
Having no guilt
You keep killing
Unto you feel mantic

Finding your true passion
Killing for fun
Stumble on a pool of blood
You are frantic
Of who's blood it might
Be since you have not
Killed this victim

Only yet to survive
You must kill to the death

Don't look back or your dead

Submitted: Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Edited: Saturday, February 02, 2013

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