My Vampire
you are like a slow poison
of sick wine I can't resist
I'm distracting myself from your dark abyss
YOU must knock on MY door to be let in
I can not chase your sickened poison
But if you knock how can I resist
You have they keys but refuse to twist
Small black mirror in my hands
10 digits awaiting your commands
Only silence upon the empty screen
Awaiting your text inside this dream
You make me want to scream
Prove you didn't erase me
Despite your attempts to debase me
And make me think I'm crazy
Your mistrust, distorted lust has encased me
Does our magic still ring true?
As if I have the will to forget you
As if I have the strength to regret you
When all I can do it let you
Torture me with your confinement
Adorn me with your silence
Knowing you enjoy this
Mutual masochist
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