Vampyre

by moonstruck *Cancer* - Not entered

One soft, sweet kiss,
Over partched, blood stained lips,
I swear to you it shall be bliss

Fight the good, let the dark carry you away,
Come with me, into the night,
Ride off in the distance,
Prepare for the ride of your life

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1998-08-16 00:58:38
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:40:30
Poem ID: 50436

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