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Her shadow haunts the moonlit night

Frozen child

Brooding upon the task at hand

A murderous thirst

Her lust could not be quenched

As sure as the sun will die

Her mind would not be swayed

Her deceit knew no bounds

She purred and licked her lips

On her throne demanding death

Her words enticing

Like rats to a ravens beak

She lured him in

Two boys she poisoned

With absinthe and laudanum

As he fed on them unknowing

HIs pale white throat she cut

She purred and licked her lips

On her throne demanding death

Deep into the woods

We fled with his remains

A murky grave

Among the reeds he lay

The price of freedom tore

Tore at my tainted soul

Short lived though it would be

A tear i bled for he

She purred and licked her lips

On her throne demanding death