Vampire Sonnets Xiv Count Me In
Did this vampire think I would not comply?
Chance expected me to let someone die;
Blood lust has taken away my conscience,
compassion is no match for violence;
Being treated horribly for so long
can really do nothing but make you strong;
All the anger that was never addressed,
the woman I once was there’s nothing left;
Suddenly everything went crystal clear,
two pairs of eyes had become a mirror;
To me it was not too complicated;
Something about this? I felt vindicated;
Rage like a storm was brewing deep within,
a smile grew and I whispered ‘Count me in.’
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