He slept alone
But not quite
He slept with death
That night
He kissed darkness
And gave his blood
To creatures
Monsters
Predators of the dark
But he was happy
Kissing darkness
Looking into death's beautiful eyes
They found him dead in the morning
And they don't know why
Only the night knew the tale
And she was unwilling to tell
The sad story of the lonely man, and the life ******* vampire that visited that the night.
Aug 5, 2015
Aug 5, 2015 at 12:23 PM UTC
He slept alone
But not quite
He slept with death
That night
He kissed darkness
And gave his blood
To creatures
Monsters
Predators of the dark
But he was happy
Kissing darkness
Looking into death's beautiful eyes
They found him dead in the morning
And they don't know why
Only the night knew the tale
And she was unwilling to tell
The sad story of the lonely man, and the life ******* vampire that visited that the night.
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