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The Collector

carefully wrapped in paper,
he always gives his best;
tied up tight with fancy bows,
displayed with all the rest
 
the prettier the package,
the easier the prey;
girls are easily flattered,
by gazes that betray
 
he gifts them with his poison,
his words are silk and wine;
when heavy eyes glaze over,
he plucks them from the vine
Written by LunaGreyhawk
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Written for “The Living Are Just the Dead on Holiday” competition
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