Hold there! What do I see?

Come to pay your respects to the

dead aren't afraid of the

living isn't as easy as one might

expect the worst out of everyone because everyone is out to get

you must get far away from me.

Especially when you see me walking down the dark streets towards

you should fear me because all I want is your

life is so precious and I need to drain you of

yours is an easy task, just take my

hand in hand, chest to chest, we shall embrace and share in the

peace is what I'll give you when you succumb to my

love me forever as you drift away one final

time to hunt again.

Goodnight my strange lover.

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Written by Melissa Kluey
Copyright 1995

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