She hides in the shadows one glorious night
a raven-haired beauty with green eyes gleaming bright,
She watches and waits, for no one does know
who will be her next victim from far below.

She locks him on target an innocent male
Blonde hair and blue eyes, she will definitely prevail,
For he is a young one, smelling so sweet
She appears from the shadows its time that they meet.

The dark lit foul alley is where he is going
Her teeth begin to tingle as her canines start growing,
Her nails so long they enfold around his neck
Tiny small gasps are heard as he runs out of breath.

Pointy sharp teeth glimmer through the dark
Her tongue runs over her lips as they start to part,
They touch the creamy soft neck and pierce his flesh
as she sucks up his life force, the blood tasty and fresh.

A Stranger lurking in the darkness she missed
for she is still drowning in her victim’s sweet bliss,
He swiftly moves beside her the stake in his grip
The hunter now the hunted, as her heart touches the tip.

He removes the wooden weapon and throws it to the floor
Her deathly white corpse cannot kill anymore;
His tears are shed for the victim, her very last one.
The boy lying in his arms his only ever son.

He holds him so tightly never wanting to let go
His body so cold, his face white as snow,
The boy he loved dearly, lay dead in his arms
For he could not keep him away from such harm.

 
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