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Blood red lips conceal the fangs,
for love or lust, the hunger pangs,
one soft incision, one moment of bliss,
grow limp to the lure of the vampire kiss

Stalk the night in search of prey,
Live in shadow, Sleep by day,
Clothe the world in drapes of dark,
Dead lips scream - enduring; death!

For love is lost where life is too,
Together apart, romance froever
A cold embrace, a withered heart,
A resentful love, one cannot impart

Trapped in a corpse, roaming the Earth,
Devoid of humanity, Robbed of all life
To be immortal means to never be free,
Of the torment of life, never rested will be.


by baylee gilmer one of a kind biggrin