HE

Glee-loving vamp,
You bled me dry.
Shut in a strange camp.
An internal hell, I occupy.

My ecstasty was so enticing,
to you, a incandesent high.
A narrative so beguiling.
Oh creature who defys my cry.

Hear me now, I give up.
You’re no more than a pain in my chest,
And a regret, a full hate cup.
A emblem of all lost, expressed.

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