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am the vampire witch of twilight hours,
Born where moonlight kisses old stone towers.
My breath is spell and shadowed vow,
I drink the dark, yet bless the now.
The night knows me by name and scar,
By ancient stars and bleeding tar.
I walk between the pulse and grave,
Both curse and crown, both wild and brave.
My veins hum spells in crimson thread,
Blood remembers what lips never said.
I sip the ache, the truth, the fear,
Transmuting pain to power clear.
Candles bow when I pass by,
Flames lean close, the spirits sigh.
Herbs whisper secrets to my hands,
Ash and bone obey my commands.
I am hunger with a holy flame,
A sacred thirst none dare to name.
I do not prey I balance fate,
I drain what rots so souls can wake.
Moon-taught magic, fang-born lore,
I am the key and the sealed door.
Feeding only on what is dead,
I leave rose-light where I have fed.
Immortal wound, eternal sight,
I guard the veil, I rule the night.
Not damned, not saved awake, aware,
A vampire witch breathing prayer.
And when the dawn thinks it has won,
I fade to mist, not gone become.
For darkness knows I am its truth
Ancient power. Endless youth.