Pale Though My Eyes
Pale though my eyes,
My lips are scarlet,
From drinking of blood,
This man, this varlet.
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Born of the night,
Of dark and badness,
Vampire am I,
Embracing darkness.
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Longing for blood,
With fangs now baring,
I lunge at the target,
Its cold eyes, now staring.
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Would you like a BILLION Dollars?
You would?
Then, here it is.
Have a nice day.
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I’m dead and I’m feeling better,
Black and white, Vampires all around,
And oh, I must be getting bolder,
The need for blood is trying to get me down,
To the bodies, where it’s flowing away,
Sometimes I just don’t think I should to it,
But I then know it’s more than worth the waiting,
For another chance to drink some sweet warm blood.
Come on drink with me.
There are bodies with sweet blood flowing away,
Sometimes I just don’t think I should drink it,
But yet I know it’s more than worth the waiting away
For another chance to drink that sweet warm blood
Come on drink with me.
The Crazymad Writer 