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Submitted:Feb 13, 2009    Reads: 108    Comments: 4    Likes: 3   

Step away quickly,

Watch your back as night falls,

As the moon rises,

I am not one you wish to meet.

My eyes like daggers,

My nails the perfect torture,

My hearing the ultimate weapon,

I am a destructive creature on the loose.

Hunger for your flesh,

Thirsh for your thick blood,

My needs cannot be ceased,

And I am yet to stop.

Fighting the nocturnal,

Their eyes red like your blood,

I fight for the night,

And the right for you to maul...


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