Monsters in disguise
porcelain skin sharp looks they seduce dark heart dead brain they deduce your every move like a hunter they lay low waiting for you to falter then they strike tearing your heart out gobbling up filling their empty souls momentarily sataited they rest waiting for another prey coming their way so the cycle continues empty soul dead brain and dark heart all they can offer is a dark path
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