Moondrop

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//A/n: yes I made this mask :D//

Tick, tock.
It's bedtime.
Your time to shine,
With the stars in the sky, as you keep watch from on high.

You lurk in the dark like a cautious alley cat,
Eyes crimson and sleepless while the tots dream.

But no amount of sweet lullabies,
Or hot cups of cocoa,
Could sweeten the stench of old blood on your hands.

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