I sit there and watch you die,
I stare into your lifeless eyes.
What have I done?
Who have I become?
I kiss your neck so softly,
Your blind to this, mostly,
You didn't see me,
when you let me feast.
When your eyes met mine,
When you lips touched mine.
When I saw the guilt,
I took some pills,
I see myself,
Next to the book-shelf.
Watching you,
Wanting you.
You could be my prince,
We could have a white picket fence.
I could be you princess,
Your vampire princess.
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