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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required (an interview with a Vampire) A grain of sand was once my rock this rock was once my life and life was but a story, lost in the nurseries of time. The shadows you see cannot be trusted, the sun bleeds red in shame fleeing to another realm, for it is time for me to reign. I who have seen the doors of time close on ambitions of kings and paupers dreams. Decay and deceit all pay homage to me, behind this curtain of immortality. Immortality that sweetly came under the shadow of justice gallows. Exiled out of reach of Christ, my saviour an angel of the night. Her kiss of darkness my redemption from life. Life is now a memory no fear upon my lips. Only light can bar my way for darkness is where I play. To fly in freedom on ancient winds I watch the living go by. For thirst is mine and beauty is wine my sip will find a love. The sharpness of soured grapes will ripen the darkness, my kiss will quench the soul for my heart does not beat for life. And love will be an image of God that mirrors cannot find. I will be the valentine concubines my queen and together we will lurk amongst this vineyard of blood salivating on what we see. Humanity will soon be ripe fermenting in their illusions of life, your shadows are destined for me. Room temperature and decanted right for tonight I have a gracious bite. Death will come in empty glass for sleep will find no blood. Your existence will not be wasted for the night now owns your soul. The stars will be you’re only light and another victim will die this night.
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