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Lonely lonely vampire girl, living amongst spiders and screams.

Her best friend a bat with one wing named Dacula,

they go out into the night air looking for a bloody meal.



Does she still have a soul?

Does she still know how to love?

Does she still have a heart beat?

Or is it just she's a dead on stair a soul without form?



Ah poor vampire girl lonely without a coffin to call a home.

Who knew your her next meal. :]

Ti's a night of subtlety,

a feeling of dark desires lie over me,

as wolves vent their howls.

The thirsting one awakes.

Mist shrouds her waking form,

an impatient desire swells within me.



Her raven hair cascades over

pale and delicate shoulders,

and her full scarlet lips part slightly,

I feel her fangs sink deeper

into the pale flesh beneath her.



Now a night of shared vitality,

I hunger to remember.



She gave to me her eternal kiss,

before my passing.

Now my soul is everlasting

within her whom.



Now She licks at my wounds

as if a hungry beast swarms within her teeth.

Within blood love and dust

these two hearts

love and cherish each other eternally.



Vampire lovers kissing

their shadows dancing within the moonlight

reflecting on the floor.



Their first dinner date

was on a table of bones

dripping of blood

and candlelight flickering,

as a piano plays deep music.

Love never dies nor does it fade, it just takes a break till it catches its breath for the next try.

I am like a black rose I was doomed for death at birth.