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MsTempestRaven -> Becoming (7/26/2005 11:29:39 PM)
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To be a vampire is a simple thing, When they bite you all you feel is a tiny sting, You become powerful and in control, But you may keep or lose your soul, You have stealth, and luck and blood, You could be a vampire but you could still be good, At least that’s what they told me, And I said yes, wanting to be one of them to be free, But the bite caused me serious pain, And what I became made me hang my head in shame, To be a vampire is not fun, or romantic, It’s awful and evil, just to be pedantic, Your soul stays with you, begging for remorse, But the bloodlust drives you like some invisible force, I stalk those who don’t suspect, And slaughter those who don’t expect, I walk in the darkness, I never show my face, I hate myself, killing my one time own human race, But I cannot help myself you see, You cannot, you can never help me, Because I hide myself from your sight, A true ugly grotesque creature of the night
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