He's a wolf in sheep's clothing.
He's considered every move; every step.
Stalking his prey...
Soothing words;
Coaxing the scared to come out of hiding.
Manipulating a false security.
Building a cage of vulnerability.
Waiting for the perfect moment to strike...
He's a rattlesnake; hidden.
Watching from the brush.
Sharp and quick
A moments' hesitation leaves you dead.
He infects you slowly...
Steadily killing you one day at a time.
Waits for that hesitation;
Delivering the kiss of death.
He's an actor and the world is his stage.
Adapting to what you want in this life.
Slowly drawing you in;
Turning into prince charming.
Whispering sweet nothings;
Slowly destroys everything about you.
Reading the script from another time;
Soaking up the limelight.
He's the devil in human form.
Eyes the color of fresh dug graves.
No mercy; no compassion.
Just takes what he wants until he's satisfied.
He not only wants your body,
But your soul as well.
No remorse; no love.
He just laughs when he's conquered and won.
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