Caught

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She flipped her hair
And bit her lip
I watched her eyes from afar
Blended in
And took another sip
She laughed delicately
And clapped her hand with a grin
Men surrounded her all round
But she lifted her chin
Her eyes searched and settled
On my face and my breath hitched
A shiver ran down my back
Tonight I was bewitched
Her sharp fangs glinted in the dim
There was no more running
I was her next victim

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