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| | "A Vampire's Thoughts" | |
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| | By: Vampire | |
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To me poetry is an expression of the soul. I write poetry to tell how I
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feel, what I believe, what I fear, and what I like. In my poetry I express
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my thoughts, feelings, and emotions. When I write poetry - I escape. It's
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like daydreaming, but it makes it more believable and more real than a dream.
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This probably sounds nuts, but it keeps me sane. When this world gets to be
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too much, I just pretend I'm somewhere else, with someone else.. happier...
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better. Someone can learn a lot about me just by reading my poetry... and
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that's why I like to write it.
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Crystal Wine Glass
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i sit at a table
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with a crystal wine glass
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filled to the brim with red
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i stare at the glass
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and see all my pain
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and with one drink
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it would all be gone
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i can drink
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from the crystal wine glass
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filled to the brim with red
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and end my problems
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and my pain
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i can stop the rain
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the stinging rain
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from falling
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if only for awhile
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i place
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the crystal wine glass
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filled to the brim with red
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against my lips
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and i can taste
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the smooth liquid
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and the desire grows
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i tilt my head back
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and with it the glass
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and i drink away my agony
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i stare
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at the crystal wine glass
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no longer
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filled to the brim with blood
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and nothing changes
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it only gets worse
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i drink to forget
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but it makes me remember
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what i am
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i pick up
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the crystal wine glass
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no longer
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filled to the brim with blood
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and smash it against the wall
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things will never change
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things can never change
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it's a never ending cycle
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if sleeping and feeding
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my pain
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my sorrow
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my problems
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will never end
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and they follow me
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throughout the years
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so i drink blood
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out of necessity
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and desire
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and as the glass shattered
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so does my hope
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hope for a cure
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hope for a change
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so i continue to feed
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i continue to hate
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i continue to "live"
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and hope
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to die
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They
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They lie
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They conspire
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They cover-up the truth
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They hide the facts
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They call it classified
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They deny it ever happened
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They watch us
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They control us
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They control what we see
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They control what we know
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They can not be truted
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They are the government
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Alone
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I walk the streets at night, alone
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Looking for my prey
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Soon I will take flight
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Crossing the sky at night
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So alone
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I have longed to find a love
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For all of the hundreds of years
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That this creature has prowled the night
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But now I long for blood
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I see a victim
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Way down there
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I can smell the blood in the air
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And in a breath
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I taste it on my lips
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Now dyed red
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Will someone help me esca from my hell?
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Who would love a creature of the night?
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If I had the strength
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I would hold a cross up high
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And watch the sun rise
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But I am weak and can not do it
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Oh how I have longed to be mortal again
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They offered the gift of immortality
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But they never said at what price
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There is a lonely sole
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Walking all alone
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But there is something about him
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What is it?
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I can't anymore!
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Can someone fall in love in a glimpse?
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Can I fall in love?
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A creature without a sole
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Alive but dead
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I want a normal life
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The life I never had a chance to have
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To go out at day
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And have fun at night
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What a cursed life I live
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But what to do about him?
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Should I approach him?
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Can I resist the desire for his blood
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And instead fall in love?
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I approach him and try to talk
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Try to make sense
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All I can managesay is "hi"
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I mumble to myself "he will not die"
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The urges in me are so strong
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But if I am to escape
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From my endless night
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I must fight
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I'm about to walk away
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When he asks me to stay
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Could it be
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That he can see
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Deep inside
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Where the love hides?
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We talk for awhile
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And I wonder if
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I should tell him
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About my curse
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What would he say?
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What would he do?
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He asks if he can see me in the morn'
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I tell him I hide from the sunlight
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I live in the night
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When the darkness outside
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Matches the darkness in my heart
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He seems confused
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But agrees to make it night
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And when he leaves I take flight
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Still hungry
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But with hope
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What will happen?
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No one knows
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But in the end
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He will die
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And I again will be alone
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Forever to fly
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Through the night sky
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Forever to feed
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Forever indeed
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Maybe someone will kill me
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Or maybe I'll have the strength
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Or maybe I'll remain alone
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Forever alone
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So alone
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Alone
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China Doll
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A China Doll
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So precious
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Valuable
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Delicate
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And frail
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So much care
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Put into them
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And how fragile
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They are
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So easy to crack
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I am
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A China Doll
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Fragile
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And frail
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And ready
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To break
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I can't take
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All the pressure
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All the pain
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All the rain
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All the hate
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All the indifference
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All the problems
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Of the world
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All the problems
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That I have
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That I keep
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Inside
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So dark and deep
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So they hide
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From the light
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The hurt
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This China Doll
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They hurt her a lot
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The China Doll
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A scared
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Little girl
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With all the problems
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Of the world
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In her heart
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In her mind
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So much pain
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So many problems
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So much
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Too much
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And the China Doll
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Is ready
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To break
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Escape
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Hold me in your arms
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And never let me go
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Let me escape
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Into your arms
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Escape from what
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You've asked before
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I don't know
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Everything
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From my family problems
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The very many problems
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From the pressures
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And the pain
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I know I can't escape forever
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But just for awhile
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Escape from judgmental people
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Escape from hateful people
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Escape from everything
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And everyone
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Except you
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Escape into your arms
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And your sweet charm
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And your flattering ways
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For at least
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A couple of days
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Let me escape
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Don't ask me why
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Or from whom
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Or what
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Just hold me tight
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And taay the fright
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Of the world
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Hold me and let me escape
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That's all I ask
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That's all i want
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That's all I need
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Just hold me in your arms
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And never let me go
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Let me escape
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Into your arms
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You can help me
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You can hold me
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Only you
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Can keep me safe
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From harm
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Only you
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Can help me
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Escape
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Paradox
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L Love
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T Hate
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R Power
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A Fear
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Light
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V Darkness
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E Truth
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R Lies
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T Good
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I Evil
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C Birth
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A Death
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L Life
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A
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Never
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Ending
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Cycle
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Of
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Paradoxes
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Reality
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What is reality?
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Is this reality?
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Or are we all characters
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in this, a crazy play
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written by someone unknown
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Or are we just pawns
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in a never-ending game
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the player - a mystery
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Or maybe we are dreamers
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in someone else's dreams
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the dreamer - above and beyond
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Or is what we see what we get
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and this is our reality - our hell
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which has been created by us
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Red Desire
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I hide
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in the shadows
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in the cover
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of the night
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out of sight
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of all unfortunates
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who may wander by
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I prowl the night
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the land
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and the sky
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no one is safe
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from my savage thirst
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my desire
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my need
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for blood
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the sweet
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bitter
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undescribable
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taste
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dangerous
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and satisfying
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and how I desire it
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the smell
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in the air
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the taste
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on my lips
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dyed red
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red lips
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on a pale face
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with dark hair
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glowing eyes
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and dark clothes
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i live in the night
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surrounded by black
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black sky
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black heart
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black soul
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black desire
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black life
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red lips
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my life is
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black life
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red lips
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my life is
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black and red
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alive and dead
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never to die again
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never to rest
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always to feed
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and hunt
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my prey
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never to be seen
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during the day
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how black is my life
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the red, burning desire
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for the red, thick blood
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my savage thirst
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will never be satisfied
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the burning flames
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of a powerful desire
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will never be quenched
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so i prowl
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the night
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for all eternity
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for the undescribable
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unbelievable high
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from the taste
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of blood
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Till Then My Sweet
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Till death
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Till life
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Till whenever we meet again
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Whenever that may be
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Whatever year
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Whatever time
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Whatever life
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You may be living
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Till then
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My sweet
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Take care
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And take my love
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With you there
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Why?
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you put the gun to your head
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pulled the trigger
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now you're dead
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there's a bullet in your brain
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you've ended all your pain
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you never cared
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you never thought
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of the people you'd leave behind
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you took the easy way out
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you didn't even try
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i won't shed a tear
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i will not cry
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you took away your pain
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and dropped it all on me
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why did you do it?
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i'll never know why
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and yes,
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I did cry.
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Out There
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There's gotta be
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Someplace
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Somewhere
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Better than this
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There's gotta be
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Something
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Out there
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And i don't want to miss
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It if there are
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Human beings
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So ignorant
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Arrogant
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Conceited and
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Confused
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With so many problems
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We don't know what to do
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So many filled with so much need
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Others kill out of greed
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On some distant planet
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On some distant star
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Oh so far
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Away
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And yet, so close
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Do you suppose
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It could all be true?
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And if it was...
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What would you do?
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