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I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t use glamour magic to hypnotize me, But his sweet nothings, spoken in such a soft low tone play in my head like music. I’m in love with a vampire. He isn’t afraid of crosses, He even crosses his heart and hopes to die to promise to protect me. I’m in love with a vampire. He isn’t cold to the touch, He has a heat that burns when our bodies press together. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t flinch at the sight of silver, He even makes promises of adorning my finger with it himself. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t turn to dust in the sun, But he just doesn’t have much time for anything before the sun sets. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t sleep in a coffin at night, But he needs his rest, such a busy man, after all. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t disappear in photos, But I haven’t been seeing him as much lately. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t drink my blood, But I feel so weak because of him. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t bite my neck, But his fangs are buried deep in me And I can’t get them out.
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1d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 2:19 AM UTC
A Date with a Vampire
I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t use glamour magic to hypnotize me, But his sweet nothings, spoken in such a soft low tone play in my head like music. I’m in love with a vampire. He isn’t afraid of crosses, He even crosses his heart and hopes to die to promise to protect me. I’m in love with a vampire. He isn’t cold to the touch, He has a heat that burns when our bodies press together. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t flinch at the sight of silver, He even makes promises of adorning my finger with it himself. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t turn to dust in the sun, But he just doesn’t have much time for anything before the sun sets. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t sleep in a coffin at night, But he needs his rest, such a busy man, after all. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t disappear in photos, But I haven’t been seeing him as much lately. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t drink my blood, But I feel so weak because of him. I’m in love with a vampire. He doesn’t bite my neck, But his fangs are buried deep in me And I can’t get them out.
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1d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 2:19 AM UTC
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