Predator (MystresMyna)

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Predator


An open door

Wins no favors

Predator enters

Evil it savors


Riding the back

Of salted wounds

They rage with laughter

Sing hatred's tunes


Gnaw on the bones

Of naive souls

Drinking their zest

Leaving festering holes


Don't open the door

Don't let them in

They are vile to the core

And breed nothing but sin

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