Shape shifter
That green eyed monster is watching you, hard to detect when it's around.
Like a shape shifter demon taking many forms, to manipulate, you it's found.
Now should you be nervous ? Hell you should !
Splintered razor nails, have their grip.
But you can't feel the presence of a flesh eater yet, because you're hypnotised and it's taken a sip.
Your kindness is weakness, it's sad to say. When there's such blood sucking creatures around.
So take this as a warning, before you start falling, and the life within you has drowned.
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