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Vampire
Leeching off my soul
my pain is your gain
You feed off of life
Many you have slain
But you let me live
A mate, a consort, food
I become to weak to fight back
I am forever yours to use
Everyday I age
You decide to stop my time
Making me your equal
One of your kind
I rise into my new life
Strong, powerful, and handsome
I am forever yours
Lovers of blood
my pain is your gain
You feed off of life
Many you have slain
But you let me live
A mate, a consort, food
I become to weak to fight back
I am forever yours to use
Everyday I age
You decide to stop my time
Making me your equal
One of your kind
I rise into my new life
Strong, powerful, and handsome
I am forever yours
Lovers of blood
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