Tainted Spirits
Their world comes alive at night
tainted spirits roaming free
concealed by darkness
breathlessly stalking you and me
Think you all is quiet, all is safe
Innocence! – Let
Nighttime's denizens pick off with ease
her targets of death and disease
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