_ — — — — — —====She..Vamp
Take her cold hand not yet withered bone stick out from her arm it’s claws red from blood we wonder. Those fangs to bite harshly and with malice whoever said she was friendly? Little feet in slippers silver studded itchy palms full of money rich in spirit no poverty for this She Vamp.
Knock cocky at the pane of the window ajar who left it open?