As I bite
I see their lives before my eyes
I taste the fear
I drink their souls
I eat their flesh
As I grab their body between my cold hands
I feel their emotions disappearing
I touch their impressions of the world in which we roam
As I kill them
I myself get stronger
I get hungrier
I feel my body burning
I want more
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