The little girl
With eager blue eyes
Hands so pale
And soft as the skies
Smile sweetly
Innocent and true
The most peculiar feeling
Drips over you
Take her hand
Lead into her lair
Smell of rust
Fills the damp air
She locks the door
Edges over to
Fangs extended
And body has grew
A final thought,
Before life was dreams,
Not everything
Is as it seems
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