A Vampire's Story

by Rona   Jul 31, 2004


Letting out my hate and love.
Living in a fountain of lies.
My soul trapped beneath the running water.
Tears fall from my eyes,
Blood drips from my lips.
I've died but never lived.
All those years of wondering has not ended.
My hate has become strong,
My love has become weak
As strange strangers pass me by
I breathe not but instead
I live and breathe in their veins.
I am not a criminal nor am I a beast.
I feed,I live but never kill.

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