She
never
shares her true
heart; she only
plays an actor's part.
Smiles, tears–they're all a fake.
Loving her is a mistake.
A vampire, she will drain your soul
while you smugly think you're in control
as life is slowly siphoned from your veins.
Not iron but pleasure has forged your chains!
Blinded by lust, rapturous delight,
fooled by the joys found in the night,
you are convinced she's your dream
unaware, this nightmare
is less than she seems.
This spawn of hell
is just a
hollow
shell.
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