Predator

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I watch as they walk around the place

with a dazzling smile plastered on their face

Dressed in all white, no single blemish

The whole thing bleached

Their voice now solemn,sweet

Their touch now  gentle,soothing

I am perplexed.

This is not the person I saw that night.

This contradicts the being I crossed paths with

They barged in forcefully

Swords spewed out of their lips

Their robe tainted with crimson blood

Their voice thunderous,eerie

Their touch burning, scorching

I am trapped

EVIL,EVIL!!

my mind screams but my lips sealed,

As They lure their next prey

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