Run little boy
Fear what I can do
My pretty chew toy
Dont let me catch you
Hide pretty baby
Im on the hunt again
This time maybe
I'll let you end the game
Mon petit chéri
Its the thrill of the kill
I crave desperately
So I let your blood spill
YOU ARE READING
poems by me
PoetryJust a bit of poetry I've written over a few years so dont judge it too harshly. Plus it does get better as you go on (in my opinion). PLEASE LOOK AT THIS BEFORE READING!!!! If you know me in real life and choose to read this please dont show people...
