The Prey Will Hunt Poem by Maya Robena

The Prey Will Hunt



Push and push,
rain down the blows,
grind me down,
right into the ground,
even the weakest,
of them all,
they too have a point,
at which they'll break,
do not make,
yourself regret,
your own reactions,
I will hunt you,
down untill I die,
if do not leave,
and never come back,
if you do not leave,
if you touch me,
even one more time.

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