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vampires drink blood

Blood dripping from his chest,
Time for the next blood fest.
Take this gun and here I come,
Ill chase you all and kill some,
So run, run, and run.
Take this blonde and drink him dry,
Hear his last word and a tearful cry.
Take half the rest,
To a slow painful death.
Find them trying to camp,
They’ve finally figured I’m a vamp.



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