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Jan 2015
As the night darkens
my light fails to cease
Wearing terribly upon
this fragile heart
...but still continue,
as eyes begin to droop
Like the candle
I too begin to fade
Burdened and beaten
growing tired of this enslaving crusade

Fights over petty matters
past issues feel most futile
Beg that I suffer
those pleasures again
..for a glimpse
of the other plain
But as she tempts me
resist I her grasp
I dare not indulge in her paradise
until I have complete this task

My apologies go out
to those who I had ignore
Or to those I 'd offended,
bitten with no recourse
Victim to poor time
and those addictions most pure
Have left me with nothing
but my fingers blister hoard

And apologise I ought
for the neglect I've caused
Fear not, the reason
be not of another
These stacks just spare me
no breath or time,
my isolated,
flowering,
lover.
Mr Vampire
Written by
Mr Vampire  South Africa, Cape Town
(South Africa, Cape Town)   
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