My Vampire

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My Vampire

Your lips, cold against my skin.

Your arms, wrapped around me.

I tempt you, but you will not give in.

I can not take this anymore.

I grow old while you stay young.

You know what my heart longs for.

Why won't you turn me?

My eternal soul you wish to save,

But my soul is useless, can't you see?

Without you there is no reason.

Soon I will die and decay.

Now please turn me soon.

It is the vampire season.

You live on forever as I slowly age,

This isn't fair my love!

It's time for me to take the stage.

Turn me now and you will see,

We can be happy forever.

You reply "Marry me."

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