The Hunter Love

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Doesn't it matter that I never knew your name?
Doesn't it matter that we never were the same?
That night was our last.
You changed after that.
Couldn't go out in the sunlight.
You weren't the girl I fell in love with.
You called home those ink black nights.
You couldn't stand me.
I tried my best.
But I couldn't let you be free.
You weren't like the rest.
I understand that you were weak.
He had the power over you.
I was the meek.
I should have never left you in anger.
I was so wrong in what I said.
Left you in the arms of danger.
Came home to see him in our bed.
Your life dripping of his lips.
He looked at me and smiled.
Licking your blood from his lips.
He was out the window as I dialed.
Calling for help that came to late.
They buried you a week later.
And for every date,
every dated that passed.
I missed you with all my heart and my soul.
And that night you came to my room.
I thought I was dreaming.
And when I saw the fangs, I knew it was doom.
He had made you into one of his.
And you call for me to let you in.
Wearing this lustful grin.
I still have the marks on my neck.
You ran away when you held my cross.
The symbol of the Sikh.
And I wondered the streets.
Looking for any clue of you.
The night was so black it seemed blue.
I found you feeding off of some poor fool.
He had no life in him, his soul was gone.
I saw your flesh in a flash.
As you ran through the trash.
And are lustful nights came running back.
And I ran after you like a race car on the fast track.
But you left me behind.
And I couldn't think of your sealed fate.
The memories of us two came in mind.
Like are first date.
But I was out of time.
The cops came rushing and saw me there.
And so they blame me for his death.
But I escaped from there.
And it wasn't until some time later.
Did I find out what happened to you.
Found the old man in the state of the Gator.
He told me that you were the unholy dead.
Told me that you were the vampire of myths.
And that was the fate I dread.
He trained me well.
And showed me how to kill.
So now I hunt you and your kind.
I'm the Predator and you're the prey.
The thought of killing you has crossed my mind.
I know where you live, where you nest.
You're the last.
I killed all the rest.
I see you in the corner, crying.
Sucking your thumb.
The blood on the wall, dripping.
Tears fall down my face.
You reach out with loving touch.
I wanna feel your icy embrace.
I wanna be like we were so much.
But the red fangs gleaming in the candle light,
tells me you're not the same.
Day is creeping into the night.
Don't look at me like that.
Let me do this in ease.
I'm begging you.
You're like some kind of sick disease.
God, I love you too.
Please don't make this harder on me.
You can't live like this.
Let me set you free.
I don't want a last kiss.
Don't call my name.
Don't touch me in that way.
We're never gonna be the same.
Just let me say good-bye.
You shed tears in my arm.
Said you forgave me.
Still wore the love charm.
Showing me you still love me.
You're body turned to dust.
Fading away with morning breeze.
No more sinful lust.
I'm begging God please.
Have mercy on you.
I wanna see you in heaven.
When my body dies and my soul is free.
Does it matter that I never knew your name?
Does it matter that we were never the same?
Yeah, it does matter.

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