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Vampire


Dark and alone with a beauty rare seen by no one no love to share, Feeling worthless no part to play sitting abandoned everyday. With hair, so black and skin so white an outcast to society I am just not right, If I were to show you who I really am would you love me and take my hand? On the other hand, would you reject me as I always have been smothered in shadows not to be seen I want to reach out for you my dear but my voice is a scream no one can hear. A love song for a vampire for that is what I called hiding from glares of the people appalled. Please would you take me with you this time so i can have something, which i can call mine? Hands that are tender and a heart that is true I do not want anyone anyone but you I will keep waiting for you're my desire because that is my purpose for being a vampire.
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