Weaving your spiderweb of decite,
ruby red lips of death smirk at me,
too far gone
too high strung
porcelain mask
chipped and cracked
the lies that spill, drown the living
and crave the dead.
like a vampire you crave my blood.
each step i run is filled with dread
you want me,
dead
swallow. me. up. like a black hole.
slave my soul cause
I'm too far gone and
Too high strung
on the drug called you
lips of death rain down upon my neck
crush me.
kill me.
with your stare.
oh you suck the life outta me,
vampire, vampire,
suck the life outta me,
suck the life outta me....
please kill me.
that was much more um.. songy than an actual poem but i love the frist line lol...I think its called vampire what do you think?
Chunky Gordan 2th Community Member 
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