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Razor blades, dark places these are an emos' happieness,

Emos' like myself need certain things to thrive,

I have these things, hidden away incognito,



That way when I use them, I can feel good at the same time,

All this emo needs is blood, darkness, and gutair

Good thing I got these things,

Or I'd be very hard to plesase



My poetry rythmes sometimes, sometimes not,

But do you really give a f***?

That's what I thought...

I thirst for the innocent as soon as I rise,

From sunup to sundown, I find it no surprise,

The taste of flesh upon my tounge,sends buzzes through my body,

But the one who cries out in pain, makes things become more bloody,

Ragging thirst, ripping into flesh,

The heart pounds, the light sounds of teardrops falling down

I lick my lips, which taste like copper

While the lifeless body sits apon my feet,

Killing, destroying is what I was made to do,

From birth a blood born killer, made to kill you.

Every soul I keep, Every memory I drain,

I feel as if one year older, taken from my domain,

This world wasn't made for me,Vampire or not

I feel everyday so alone and desrot,

Soul stealer is my name, therefor what I am



No one should be afraid of me, I'm gentle

But bright lights flash at me like peircing daggers

When I drain the blood from the one I love

He is the one who staggers, So soul drainer

I may be, but the rest of the world cant see