My lounges remind me of my limits.
Each inhale I struggle with,
choking on this morning breath,
dying for the nightly sky
to take away my burning flesh.
Sadly I have no tears
for the devil stole
my flame.
I a wondering soul,
lost my breath to the Sea,
where I jumped so easily.
None do I regret,
for I made up my mind
year’s before it was my time.
Immortality is under toe,
as you lose your grip
life slowly slips.
Upon my forked tounge
I spit blood
renewing my life,
as I sucked your life.
Like the vampire I am.
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