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Reflect me in a slightly better dark moonlight night.....

By the eerie moonlight I creep from the seemingly deserted grave yard, passing by those of us buried more than 100 years, and seek out freshest of blood to sustain my life yet another day. I wrench the heart from the living, hold it high above and squeeze the red elixir into my mouth, savouring its warmth and taste, feeling my body invigorated, renewed and alive once more! Having feasted on the blood of the living, I can now exist one more day, to breath the air, to feel the moonlight on my flesh, and too, again, love.