Dark Flight
I race faster, farther into the inky night
Running with the speed of the doomed
Hunted relentlessly
The dogs of terror snapping at my heels
The rain of despair slapping my face
Suddenly trapped
Cornered by Chaos and Dread
My unknown hunter appears
I quake as I look upon his darkness
As his scythe blade arches for me
I recognize this most unholy of all demons
Death
By Shannon Elise Loewen
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