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A presence can be felt,

The weight of a hateful stare

Dark silhouette flies by,

Vanishing in a blur

Bizarre suggestions,

Whispered in your ear

Degrading morality,

Thoughts of self disgust

Lurking spirit

She who haunts you

Born, of a dark ritual

Dwells deep in the swamp

At night she leaves her body

Crazed to drain the living

Sly subversive demon

Eat, feed off the person

Joy in breeding panic

Wait for them to fall asleep

Hungry for fear

She floats through the roof

Cold, tossing and turning

Plagued by blackened nightmares

Steps creak in the corner

Shock as you see her face

Teeth are yellow and rotting

Long dirty fingernails

White tangled hair

Red eyes that freeze you solid

Can't talk or move

Tightness of breath

Tattered filthy clothes

Brush across your feet

She pins you down

Hand over your mouth

The old hag smiles

Inches from your face

Cankers, blotchy skin

Breath that reeks of marsh

Crushing air from your chest

Collapsing the lungs

Her rotten face transforms

Reveals an abomination

Insects, rats spew forth

Out of her every orifice

With a swarming mass of teeth

The wretch begins feeding

You can feel your life leaving

Helpless silent screaming