He hurt me and hurting, I hurt someone else
It's the hunger I suffer in spite of myself
I'm excited but sickened by what I do
To ease my starvation, I've got to hurt you
The pain of the past must be erased
By the taste of the huntm the scent of the chase
I'll charm and disarm you, until you give in
Once you are mine, it's all over then
He hurt me and hurting, I hurt someone else
It's the hunger I suffer, inspite of myself
I'm excited but sickened by what I do
To ease my starvation, I've got to hurt you
You never imagined it would turn out this way
To be trapped and then eaten by predator prey
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An excellent poem Myra, made for good reading.