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a vampire in the dark of night
slinks to my door in shade of light beneath the blackened sky he peeks through windows, unlocked door he sneaks bedside covered with his form black against black, and flesh is torn blood sodden sheets, stained with deceit no sign of him when i awake but for his scent upon my sheet frightened nights in succesion pass jumping at every creak or groan i wonder if he'll return once more this prince of lust, to take his throne and me, his victim last, not now must fight against the rising tide of fear, struggle to stay afloat For evil never sleeps.......
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