The kiss of a vampire, soft and sweet.
The perfect moment of when lips meet.
Slowly sliding down my neck.
Punctured wounds left openly direct.
I feel the life leave from within.
I love thy love, but now I must sin.
You held my hand and kept me cold.
Without you, I´d have no soul.
My throat opend and blood pours.
You gave me wings and I chose to soar.
A new life of immortel ways.
I left the past and here I…
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