Vampire Life

Delicate tears in vampire eyes

Stained with blood

No truth or lies

Intricate whispers barely heard

Nothing understood in their words

Quiet desperation as hunger strikes

As the moon rises in the night

Havens made of darkened dust

So full of secrets and blood lust

History buried with the bones

Listening to ancient love songs

Time is ticking, never to stop

No reason to take a glance at the clock

Raven hair and lightened eyes

Careful behavior in human disguise

Poetic justice in a whisper

A change of life with a shiver

Forsaken friends left unwoven

Black roses for the sake of holding

Forgotten morals so unloving

Kept hidden in a secret coven.

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