He is an animal, hunting to sate his craving hunger
He searches for his prey beneath the roaring thunder
Instinct drives him, it saves him from falling under
He finds his prey, sleeping in a peaceful slumber
His instinct drives him, it changes his senses
He stalks closer, wary and defensive
As he approaches, he grows more apprehensive
He feels the vibes, the tightening tension
Crouching down he searches for the threat
He finds himself on a thin line, an invisible thread
He locates the enemy, the battle has been set
Feeling fear, his actions he soon regrets
His instinct let him down, it pulled him under
It put him in an impossible position, broke his cover
His enemy had no instinct, something new, a wonder
His opponent could think, it followed it’s hunger
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P.X. Vexxus (
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Great write
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