A Vampiric Love Story
Black like the crow,
Lost in the snow.
It's eye sparkling like her blood,
Burning into my cold flesh.
Her whispers lost in my mind.
The memory of her face,
Just a figment of my past life.
Her gaze upon me no more.
Many years of a wasteful life,
Wasteful time thinking of her.
The Gothic bells of death mean nothing to me
Just to see her one more time,
To taste her blood.
My fangs run deep
Yet how far can they go
Before she disappears in the dark world,
That consumed me long ago.
My lonely eyes watches the black crow
Flying above this world.
Watching me as the cold flacks stick to my face
Never melting, even as my eyes glow red.
She saw me not as the monster,
But as something she could love.
Let thou hear these simple words
For thou saw through my devil eyes.
A Vampiric Love Story.
A dark fairytale of my heart
Not written for a happy ending.
I lost her surrounded by the white of snow,
A cold grave for the one I love.
For the dark world will never hold such beauty.
I am forever Alone.
My love is lost.
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