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Alone she does dance Face filled with tortured satisfaction Eyes of black glass, She's in some tormented trance. Lapping flames Seemingly caress her cheek Igniting the darkness Her eyes wandering What is it they do seek? Laughing she does A deep wicked growl. Licking her lips, Tilting her head, She slowly begins to howl. The taste of blood Oh so sweet She smirks at her victim, All he saw before death Was his own grim defeat. A pleasant thought no less For in it she finds relief She took his life The fear in his eyes Was beyond his own belief No longer could he run. He knew his own death Was drawing near Attacking wildly She took his last breath. Drinking his blood Engulfing his soul All is now hers. The feeling is good, For now she is whole. His energy Coursing through her veins Intoxicating her mind With each drop she drinks More of him she gains. No more hurt No more pain He has finally gone She smiles in contentment As it starts to rain. Did she go too far? Did she take it to the extreme? No, she will finally sleep, From now on, no more nightmares. From now on, only a pleasant dream. Cool drops hitting her face Blood washing away Smiling one last time To the corpse she's leaving behind Before into the night she will stray. |