Out cold

December 23, 2009
I'm out cold
lying on the floor
so bold
by the frame of the door

light dances inside me head
turning blue and then dark red

i come alive again
and i feel
my sin
whirl and reel

i smell blood
it's caked like mud

it's mine
i wonder who
oh fine
would do

such a thing to a vampire
probably my friend the liar

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