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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