Energy growing
Blood divine
Excruciating urge
To feed on those around me
I'm waiting to seize
The foolish, insecure one that willingly walks into my grasp
I let him do his thing
But it's time to do mine
When I try to take over he pulls out a gun
I step closer and he starts to fire
A few bullets later
He's out of ammunition
A few steps later
I'm in the power position
I close the door
So long and goodnight
The story's ended
With blood and bite

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