My Imitation of Life
I hunger for love
But I thirst for blood
Am I from below
Or up above
Perhaps a place not yet heard of
My eyes and my heart do not see the same
It's like my mind and soul are playing a twisted game
Satisfying my hunger can be achieved
But it always ends in watching them bleed
The beast inside cannot be tamed
My actions will remain unnamed
I stare in the mirror and all I see
Is everything, everything but me
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