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The life of a vampire is a life of torcher.
The thirst for blood controls my body.
Because of this life, I will never find someone
to love.
The others like me enjoy their eternal life.
But for me it is a life of sorrow.
Thus, this is my life as a vampire.
This thirst for blood is incotrolable,
But this is an urge that my family has passed on to me.
I search for the one with the perfict blood,
And to this one I shall make mine.
Alass, this one is not the one I desire.
This set of poems is from another charcter ; Zondar a vampire who lost his loved one who was human. He is looking for the right human girl to be his and not to make the same mistake as the last one. He is from a family of vampires that is thousands of years old.
 Blair_Elric · Thu Sep 28, 2006 @ 02:32pm · 1 Comments |
