Sit quietly waiting and watching. It doesn’t matter who passes by or who is helpless. Feeling disconnected from the world. Do you stop and help or are you the kind of person who just doesnt care as long as it isn’t you?
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quietly I sit
waiting
watching the people
oh those helpless people
soon to be a victim of the night
plotting to over-power
the weak, the fragile
the ones who are not satisfied
with their life, with the world
need to attack
to feed
to survive
leap suddenly
out of the darkest of shadows
to make a surprise encounter
but leave not a thing
of myself in the process
get what I came for
and vanish, render nothing
return I will
tomorrow
possibly
to finish
what is left
of the flesh
feeling disconnected
therefore leaving no tears
for the victims of the night
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