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Mar 2015
I asked the vampire
If it hurt his mind
To feed on the living
And to leave time behind

I asked the ghost
If it pained his soul
To know he was no more
Than a formless immortal

I asked the werwolf
If it tormented his heart
To know how he mindlessly
Rips people apart

They all answered yes
It pained them so
To know of the sorrow
That they themselves sow

They weeped at the thought
They cried for the dead
Tears dripped from their eyes
As they hung their head

I asked them of their home
Of the shadows in which they live
They went utterly silent
They had only horror to give

But in all honesty
The shadows seem nice
They called it evil
Filled with rats and mice

Next time you want life
Or strength beyond measure
Or more time with family
Just simply remember

Choose your words wisely
Or you will live feeling sad
Say what you mean
Or you will be had
Reshnia crimson
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Reshnia crimson  22/FTM/aurora colorado
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