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                      carnivWHORE


Footprints in the Mud
Prehistoric yet New to this World
Size unimaginable
The Hunter becomes the Hunted
A Step out of Line
Dinner within an Already Full Belly
Ravenous
A Butterfly flies No More
Beneath a Boot to Never Exist
Wildside Walk
Footprint within a Bigger Hole
Grave to Never Escape
Digging and Clawing to No Avail
Future uncertain of a Certain Fate
Headstone Petrified
As is the Emotion of us All
Fear in the Fear of Things to Come
Fear in the Fear of Things to Go
Hatred in Starving Eyes
Blood trickling from clenched Jaws
Pain at the Torso coming Undone
Leftovers to Fall to the Soil
Forgotten by Time and a Cannibalistic Nature
Evolution of a fading Illusion
Who are We?
What were We?
Did Lightning start the Fire of Our Ancestors?
Did the Thunder echo in Rebellion?
What was That?
DEAR GOD!!!!!!!