She hides from me
Lurking in the shadows
Waiting
For the prefect moment to strike
Her eyes glow like embers
Her skin pale as the moonlight
Her teeth jagged and pearly white
She’s patient
As she picks out her prey
Staying in the shadows
Hour
After long hour
Perfection is what she craves
Taking what isn’t hers
To become beautiful
An eye here
A finger there
Not caring about what happens
To the people she’s maimed
Gruesome
Is what people call her
Perfection
Is what she’d say
A prefect image of our nightmares
Has come out to play
She captures true terror
Every full moon night
Just beware of the shadows
That lurks beyond
The light
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