Half Vampire
Prowling in the night
Looking for a little bit of blood
There is no one in sight
I started to back to the hood
All the others are still out
Searching for a wonderful feast
All of a sudden I hear a shout
That was from the wild beast
I feel like I am near my death
If I don’t get what I desperately need
I think I am losing my breath
In time for I need to feed
The others are coming back
It was only my first time
I feel as if my vision was going black
Maybe I should have kept that lime
Next I feel the soft skin
Vision is slowly come back
A lady sticks a push pin in
For me to drink before I die of lack
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