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Nov 2013
the games we play
the things we say
has me drifting off to sleep
only to replay
torture me
tie me up
bound me
by the memories i once found sweet
they taunt me
haunt me
cage me
and lock me away
i lock my heart away
and become just as bloodthirsty they say
alas sleep is just a hollowed symphony to me
welcome to being vampire,my sweet
Lunarian
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Lunarian  Va
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