4
Nov
single
single.
standing apart.
you could tell by the way she looked.
her eyes
they have a purpose
searing and angled
Tiger eyes.
a prey
quiet and unassuming
soft and loving
to devour
Wide toothy grin
claws sharp
throbbing jaw
shallow breaths
an attack
Target overshot
retrace
recoup
cower beneath a mask
her eyes
they have no purpose
wretched and glassy
single.
standing alone
you could tell by the way she stood.
Lonely eyes.
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