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He watched himself change, in an odd kind of way
Would never go out, nor show his face in the day
His hunger was ravenous, but not for food, I’m afraid
Though you’d think it hideous, it was what he craved
An image of who he once was, a reflection, despised
Checking the mirror, again, he adjusted his disguise
Candlelight flickering, cast an eerier glow on his face
Finally understanding, why he was bound to this place
And when it hit him, raging, like a wild, relentless flood
He knew what he needed, was another human’s blood
December Writing Prompt – A mirror image of who he once was – Day 2/31
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