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All she wrote. Part 2
January 27, 2012
They walk behind you and yet make no sound.
They once were living.
But not quite dead.
They live on blood.
Blood from fouls like you.
They will never again face the sun.
They hide in the shadows,
Waiting to eat.
They are charming as can be.
Always hungry for fouls like you.
When the sun goes down,
Stay out of the forest.
They will haunt you.
Catch you.
Drain you dry,
Believe me.
They look like humans.
Only more beautiful like gods of the night.
Soulless as the devil himself.
Now don’t go into the forest,
Or you’ll be my next meal.
That’s all I wrote.
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