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Author: Dracula, Lord of the Vampires
Fiction Rated: T - English - Horror/Tragedy - Reviews: 14 - Published: 06-07-04 - Updated: 06-07-04 - id:1630739
For 3000 years
I wandered the world
Created legends
Inspired terror
Drank the blood of hundreds
With no remorse
Seeing mortals only
As cooks
Making the blood which I thirsted for
I whispered to them after
Making their end worse
Than it was
Until she came
With her shining, brown hair
Her long, graceful legs
Her pale, grey eyes
We met in a bar
After I'd feasted on a hooker's blood
We looked into each others eyes
I saw the mysterious genius behind hers
She seemed to see the demon behind mine
We fell in love
We were together for a while
She quelled the demon in me
Made me feel remorse
For people I didn't know
Until that day
When she fell asleep on my lap
And her throat was there
Gleaming like a beacon
I was starved for blood
I hadn't fed in a month
I could hear the blood rushing through her veins
The soft thump of her heart
My fangs were drawn out
I dipped my head down
Drooling like a dog
I tried to stop
Using all my will
But the bloodthirst cannot be stopped
It's like a raging inferno
Against my will of thread
So I killed her
With the remorse of every soul in Hell
But when I was finished
She opened her eyes
Looked into mine
And said four words
With love comes guilt
I had her buried
In the finest soil
Then I left the town
Never crying
For 30 years
I wandered again
Avoiding that town
Killing without remorse again
For all my love
And all my feelings went with her eyes
Consumed by the hellfire within me
Or so I thought
I went back to that place
That place of sorrow
I'm not sure why I did
But I did
I went to her grave
And the tears finally came
They were of blood and they were neverending
I was crying
Because she taught how to feel again
How to be human
Although I wasn't
My sorrow was so much
That I took a knife
And slit my own throat
And so I died
On her grave
With my immortal blood
Pooling in the dirt


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