A Vampire's Poem

August 15, 2008
Ancient grief
Without relief
As snow falls
The wild calls

The hunger inside
With no one to confide
The monster grows
My heart knows

A masquerade ball
Alone I fall
Beauty is gone
Killed with the dawn

The ashes around
Make no sound
Dawn brings death
His last breath

A vampire's song
Nothing is wrong
As I become one
Never undone

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