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She sits alone in her dark corner
Her knees pulls up to her chest
Blood dripping from her fangs
Her nails as long as claws

The silence of the room is deafening
Except for the
Drip, drops, drip, drops
Coming from the water leaking from her ceiling

She looks at the sunset with her blood shot eyes
She's very thirsty
Who's going to be her prey for today?
Would it be you? Or me?
No one can tell.

Her black cat passes infront of her
She hisses at it
Showing her blood drenched fangs
Is she addicted to the blood?

She slowly gets up
And throws over her cape
Ah! It's time!
Run little ones, before it's too late!