Their Twisted Games.
Frantic feet
Pound the dry earth
Racing
From the hunter, fast pursuing
To be caught is to die
To endure pain
And the shame of knowing
That you have lost
Their twisted Games.
YOU ARE READING
Hunger Games Poems.
FanfictionA/N: [COMPLETE!!!!!!!] A whole book of Hunger Games Poems!!!!! :D Enjoy and may the odds be ever in your favour!!!!! Happy Hunger Games!!!! Roses are white, Nightlock is blue, It's called Catching Fire, Not Hunger Games 2. :D
