Preparing for an onslaught
A kill to calibrate
Everything's scrutinized
Cause if not...
Downfall of reputation starts
A failed attempt to be serene
Suggestive motion
Captures me
The unnatentive left dumbfounded...
I observe, mute as possible
I go... I'm unnoticed by the whole...
Pretty little thing
Thinks she can outwit my intellect
I have made... 100 steps
When she has plotted only one.
You shall become nothing but sludge.
How low can you go? Feeding on people's blood.
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