Vampire

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Vampire.

If Selling sex is whoredom,
Then I’m guilty of the crime,
Forced into it by boredom,
And a need to kill some time.
You met me when I was open,
Young, naïve, confused,
To you the act was token,
All emotion was diffused.

Fell through a trap door,
Because I went and asked for more,
On my knees know,
Choking on your salty load.
Fell through a trap door,
Because you went and offered more,
Back on my feet now,
Still wiping off your liquid gold.

Warmth absent from your embrace,
Hate was etched upon your face,
Said I turned you into a disgrace,
Why’d you fuck me in the first place.
But now your dead as dead can be,
Vacant eyes stare back at me,
To you I gave myself willingly,
You took my heart,
And ignored my plea.

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