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Ancients and the Flame

Mermaid Eyes

There was once a mermaid

Below the mirror of the moon

In crystal puddles, she'd wait

'Fore hunger'd wake her soon

Something gnawed at her inside

The thirst, a thrill to seek

A sanguine flush lit up her eyes

She sought something to eat.

Floral scent on her skin

Smile rosé like wine

She'd draw someone in

A partner to dine

They thought her heart pure

Saw the sparkle in her gaze

Had fallen for her lure

Suffocation, sweet embrace

So the water's red, gushing

For her dance inspires

The moon to start blushing

From the blood of admirers