11/04/14
She takes a breath, she is alive.
She dances within the bright light
From moment to moment, trying to survive.
She's always feared the endless night.
With nowhere to run,
With nowhere to hide.
Only one chance to see the sun.
Only allowed one mistake, she died.
From the shadowed darkness he sprang.
Feeling forsaken, she takes one last breath.
Alone she is bled dry, by the sharpness of fang.
He is giving her everlasting death.
She's left behind her old life,
Given no choice at her destiny,
She now dances with the nightlife.
She stands mad with certainty.
Unblinking, she buries the stake,
She takes back her lost freedom.
The undead now dead, she is awake.
Screaming furious banshee she has become.
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