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Rated: E · Poetry · Tragedy · #1400768
vampire poem. a bit of a tragedy.
An immortal heart that won't depart,
though this life be over.
Cursed are we, we can't break free
of a neverending thirst for crimson.

A despairing howl, and tears will fall
like a dagger dropped on your baby.
Fear to kill, but you know I will
to feed me, the monster; and you, the lady.

I see death in your eyes...
...You'll transform as you die.
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