That boy....Those dark black eyes.
Breaking threw my mind,that I despise.
You thrust the black rose firecly straight forward,
I take it,knowing full into what awaits me.
Onejaggedthorn pierces my skin.I am now one of your kin.
Blood drips,as you watch it fall to the floor,
Each drop,your fangs adore.You smile sinesterly.
I feel a burning rush threw my veins.
As others call me insane,I feel my own fangs.
They rest atop my lower lip,my deepblue eyes
Fade to black........The sudden pain is brought back....
You tilt my head,I realize I let you....I feel your fangs enter my lower neck.
And the blood drains out of me....As I lose conciosness,I fall to the floor,
My eyes close....and slowly,I part from mortal,to a creature truly rotten to the core.
A vampire....none the less.
If its your kin,hunt with the rest.
Turned Immortal
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