The Graveyard
Thoughts from some Hyena
by Carissa "Krazy Kat" Smolko

In my brain throbs an agony
An agony so hollow and craving
it makes me want to die, sometimes.
It is the agony they call starvation.

I was born into this world
of open geysers 
and fights for scraps of meat
But I should be thankful.
Thankful for life.

Many have fallen
Many have died
Many have been tormented.
Many have strived.

But now there is hope
In the form of a lion called Scar
And my dreams lie now in the Pridelands
And in his mind I trust.
Don't let me down, black-maned one.

Ta,
Krazy Kat
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