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the vampire way
rotating my feelings in the sacred light they're stars in their own right
midnight comes and the moon lights the way
my feelings are part of the lunacy in the nightlight
eyes aglow sparking a red color when they're amorous or hungry
stepping into the moonlight it's hard to tell
they all take flight
they will hunt all night
fangs and winged beasts
a kiss on my forehead
uttering we'll be home by dawn
I wish them luck
dreading the darklings departure
I can't hunt with them
I hunger but I made a vow
I would only eat when I had to
I've learned to exist on nothing
they know I have morals they don't share
their argument is the hunted are vessels marked for destruction
still, I see a soul or half soul left in them
I always hope for life
but the law of nature is harsh
natural selection to keep our family strong
it's the vampire way
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