Dark Angel

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    Dark Angel

    Stare into my dark empty eyes
    Feel your flesh tear as the soul dies
    The warm sweet nectar your life blood on my lips
    These things I do are not to cause pain not A tear in sight
    I caress your frail body in my arms and savor the aroma
    This is who I am a dark soul stuck in this endless drama
    I am the vampire natures one and only perfect hunter

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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