i have a broken heart,
that only a special vampire,
can mend,
but that vampires dead
i can't mend my broken heart,
it is like an arrow,
piercing your skin,
and you break out in pain
i cry day after day,
but yet, no tears come,
i feed on many humans,
but yet i am not thirsty
i try to get drunk,
at the bar,
watching from afar,
to feed and forget
my vampire,
he changed me,
into what i desire,
as top of the food chain
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Poems For The Paranormal
PoetryBunch of poems written by me. Please do not take my ideas.